A short piece I wrote two years ago about fairies at the bottom of my garden keeps popping into my head. I wonder if someday it becomes the first chapter of a fantasy book.
I am excessively fond of Robert B. Parker for many reasons. One is his style of having Spenser use pantywaist words to describe his huge manliness. It's a lovely author's device.
While researching current definitions of "high concept," I was reminded that the most egregious example of a high concept statement was the title of the movie "Snakes On A Plane."