And Speaking Of Good Writing

From Raymond Chandler - A transplanted Brit who became an American original. I hit on this through Stumbleupon the other day. If you've never read Chandler you have some catching up to do.

'It was one of those clear, bright summer mornings we get in the early spring in California before the high fog sets in. The rains are over, the hills are still green and in the valley across the Hollywood Hills you can see snow on the high mountains. The fur stores are advertising their annual sales. The call houses that specialize in sixteen year-old virgins are doing a land-office business. And in Beverly Hills the jacaranda trees are beginning to bloom.'