Pre book pub. anxiety dream number 2. I am Dick, Joaquin Phoenix is Perry or vice verse and we’ve just killed the Clutter family and are covered with blood. “This can’t be undone,” I say to Joaquin and he says, “Don’t worry, it’s only a movie, man.” “So we’re not responsible for murders and eventually the end of Truman Capote’s writing career, along with pills, alcohol and spurning socialite “Swans?” “No, way, dude.” He said. “Cool.” I said and then I followed him to the body of water at the end of I’m Still Here and we got clean together.