Chuck Palahniuk
Chuck Palahniuk
Charles Michael "Chuck" Palahniukis an American novelist and freelance journalist, who describes his work as transgressional fiction. He is the author of the award-winning novel Fight Club, which also was made into an acclaimed film of the same name...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 February 1962
CityPasco, WA
CountryUnited States of America
beautiful running couple
These flowers will be rotten in a couple hours. Birds will crap on them. The smoke here will make them stink, and tomorrow a bulldozer will probably run over them, but for right now they are so beautiful.
zombie made iceberg
If there had been zombies on the iceberg when the Titanic hit it, that would have made a much better movie.
eye ideas people
You have no idea what it is like to constantly disappoint people. You see it the moment you meet them. You see in their eyes that they expected something so entirely different, and here they are meeting you.
real heart cutting
As if you cut open a rag doll with a sill name, and found inside:Real intestines, real lungs, a beating heart and blood. A lot of hot, sticky blood.
real maintenance body
If your body is a temple, you can pile up too much deferred maintenance. If your body is a temple, mine was a real fixer-upper.
hell
Which is worse: Hell or nothing?
mother daughter jobs
Maybe it's just a daughter's job to piss off her mother.
suicide sense-of-humor bent
Someone bent on suicide won't have much sense of humor left.
culture ghost contributing
To merely observe your culture without contributing to it seems very close to existing as a ghost.
college students drink
College is like a fountain of knowledge - and the students are there to drink
believe animal ideas
We are a nation of physical animals who have forgotten how much we enjoy being that. We are cushioned by this kind of make-believe, unreal world and have no idea what we can survive because we are never challenged or tested.
bed rifles living-alone
It's not living alone if you keep a rifle under the bed.
looks trust-me moments
When you reach the end of your life - trust me, you won't look back and savor the moments you spent alone.
war dark years
How this feels is I'm just another task in God's daily planner: The Renaissance pencilled in for right after the Dark Ages. The Information Age is scheduled immediately after the Industrial Revolution. Then the Post-Modern Era, then The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Famine. Check. Pestilence. Check. War. Check. Death. Check. And between the big events, the earthquakes and tidal waves, God's got me squeezed in for a cameo appearance. Then maybe in thirty years, or maybe next year, God's daily planner has me finished.