So the book is out there. The final proof arrived on Friday and I flipped the switch. Is it perfect? No, but it’s good enough. Now I need to market the darn thing so I can sell some copies. I am excited.
I have a list of 4 items that I need to get accomplished. And I am procrastinating. Which is silliness. Instead of doing it and feeling a sense of relief… I am thinking about it, fretting it, fearing it, and dealing with it for a much longer period of time. I think I may do what I used to do… light a peppermint candle and force myself to get it done.
The sun is bright outside but the air is frigid. It might be good to get out and walk around.
More Wonder Woman Crap —
This is an “upgrade”?
http://tv.yahoo.com/blog/wonder-woman-costume-gets-an-upgrade–2645
Apparently Donna’s book is the equivalent of the newest best seller, for which she was whisked away on some whirlwind book tour.
In the meantime we wait for new posts; contemplating the acute neglect with an alarming need. For are we not needful of such things? Dost thou judge us full of your wisdom and in need of no more? Remain silent then Lass! Suffer us not with thine verbage. Retreat fro and yon to thy messy desk and be still. It maketh me ill, O scribe of non-fiction, to divine your devious plot any further.
Donna’s veins course with Tiger Blood, and she’s off on her Warlock tour. She’s bi-winning, while you and I are bi-losing. I saw her on You Tube last night staring with saucer eyes and telling convoluted stories. Last week she signed a deal with Rupert Murdoch worth $7 million, and she’ll be appearing at the Rialto Theater in Hershey, Pennsylvania tomorrow night. Plus, Murdoch has offered her a gig as a contributing writer for Bob’s Burgers. Donna is living the American Dream. Leave her alone.
All that from an E-book on Amazon?
I guess I’ll be off to self-publish my memoirs then. It will be titled “A Cray between my ears and a redwood between my legs” A gifted mans guide to failure.
You need to see a doctor if that condition persists for more than 4 hours. I need to throw a party if it happens to me.
Gomer, have you sent the bloodhounds out yet?
A mystery is afoot. And sometimes my door is ajar.