“‘Oh, now, really, Mr. McKenna,’ the operator laughed. ‘I’ll bet that’s your secret ambition, isn’t it? To be a writer?’
    ‘Well,’ Bugs shrugged easily, ‘why not? Nothing much
to it that I can see, once you’ve got a plot. Just putting words down
on paper.’
    ‘Now, that’s true, isn’t it? If you’ve got a good
idea, why, anyone could make a good story out of it. It certainly can’t
take any brains to do that.’”

—Jim Thompson, WIld Town, 1957.