Josh Brolin

So unpredictable. But you don't know why, because it's all you know.

I remember my mom being drunk and there was a church called Joshua's and Joshua's was turned into a bar. And I remember a bar in Paso Robles, Joshua's. What a rebrand. I know, what a rebrand. And I remember my mom pulling somebody, or it was James Lee Barrett, the writer. And he was a writer way back in the day. And I remember her pulling him across the table to give him a kiss, right?

I remember my mom being drunk and there was a church called Joshua's and Joshua's was turned into a bar. And I remember a bar in Paso Robles, Joshua's. What a rebrand. I know, what a rebrand. And I remember my mom pulling somebody, or it was James Lee Barrett, the writer. And he was a writer way back in the day. And I remember her pulling him across the table to give him a kiss, right?

I remember my mom being drunk and there was a church called Joshua's and Joshua's was turned into a bar. And I remember a bar in Paso Robles, Joshua's. What a rebrand. I know, what a rebrand. And I remember my mom pulling somebody, or it was James Lee Barrett, the writer. And he was a writer way back in the day. And I remember her pulling him across the table to give him a kiss, right?

So my mom, who was tiny, had that superhuman drunk strength that you know and I know. But it was always a display. She couldn't just get up and go to the other side. She had to pull them across the table. And I told somebody else this the other day and talk about fear. Not that I forgot about this. Just there were so many things to write about. It's like, what do you land on?

So my mom, who was tiny, had that superhuman drunk strength that you know and I know. But it was always a display. She couldn't just get up and go to the other side. She had to pull them across the table. And I told somebody else this the other day and talk about fear. Not that I forgot about this. Just there were so many things to write about. It's like, what do you land on?

So my mom, who was tiny, had that superhuman drunk strength that you know and I know. But it was always a display. She couldn't just get up and go to the other side. She had to pull them across the table. And I told somebody else this the other day and talk about fear. Not that I forgot about this. Just there were so many things to write about. It's like, what do you land on?

And the book starts to dictate itself. And then what do you cut? I had at one point 450 pages or something and then knocked it down. But if you flipped my mom off on the freeway, you were done. She would actively run you off the road.

And the book starts to dictate itself. And then what do you cut? I had at one point 450 pages or something and then knocked it down. But if you flipped my mom off on the freeway, you were done. She would actively run you off the road.

And the book starts to dictate itself. And then what do you cut? I had at one point 450 pages or something and then knocked it down. But if you flipped my mom off on the freeway, you were done. She would actively run you off the road.

80 miles an hour or on the CB, she would call a bunch of truckers and you would see that car that had been identified now get boxed in and literally get run off the road by several truckers. But she would freak the fuck out. And when you're an eight year old in a car, it was wild and how ironic that she died hitting a tree with a car chasing a dude.

80 miles an hour or on the CB, she would call a bunch of truckers and you would see that car that had been identified now get boxed in and literally get run off the road by several truckers. But she would freak the fuck out. And when you're an eight year old in a car, it was wild and how ironic that she died hitting a tree with a car chasing a dude.

80 miles an hour or on the CB, she would call a bunch of truckers and you would see that car that had been identified now get boxed in and literally get run off the road by several truckers. But she would freak the fuck out. And when you're an eight year old in a car, it was wild and how ironic that she died hitting a tree with a car chasing a dude.

That's exactly right. But the whole point, I think, ultimately, it's like, do you feel that this was cathartic in some way? And I go, no. But now I can say, yes, it's starting to become cathartic because of people's reactions to it. To me, what's the point of me writing the book? other than just loving writing. That's my first and foremost.

That's exactly right. But the whole point, I think, ultimately, it's like, do you feel that this was cathartic in some way? And I go, no. But now I can say, yes, it's starting to become cathartic because of people's reactions to it. To me, what's the point of me writing the book? other than just loving writing. That's my first and foremost.

That's exactly right. But the whole point, I think, ultimately, it's like, do you feel that this was cathartic in some way? And I go, no. But now I can say, yes, it's starting to become cathartic because of people's reactions to it. To me, what's the point of me writing the book? other than just loving writing. That's my first and foremost.

You know, I'm going to go to Skylight after this because I used to be on the floor of Skylight reading Russian novels and reading Tolstoy and Turgenev and Gogol and Flaubert and fucking Guy de Maupassant and all that kind of shit when I was 18, 19, 20 years old. And now I'm going to go there and I'm going to see my book on the shelf.

You know, I'm going to go to Skylight after this because I used to be on the floor of Skylight reading Russian novels and reading Tolstoy and Turgenev and Gogol and Flaubert and fucking Guy de Maupassant and all that kind of shit when I was 18, 19, 20 years old. And now I'm going to go there and I'm going to see my book on the shelf.

You know, I'm going to go to Skylight after this because I used to be on the floor of Skylight reading Russian novels and reading Tolstoy and Turgenev and Gogol and Flaubert and fucking Guy de Maupassant and all that kind of shit when I was 18, 19, 20 years old. And now I'm going to go there and I'm going to see my book on the shelf.

But ultimately, how do you accept the chaos of what was and not live the rest of your life as a victim of it? That's the biggest thing.