Looks Like We Made It
There were people who didn't think I would get a multi-platinum mind insurance policy from All State through this blog, or at the very least that any such deal would take over a year to come through. But those people are assholes, and, more to the point, wrong. I'm happy to announce, fittingly enough on this blog, that my way of thinking, my jenny say "quaw", is now pinned down and price protected by the insurance industry at 500,000 American dollars. And its all thanks to this blog, The Eyes Obscure My Vision. And insurance fraud, which was the original name for this blog, before I discovered subtlety.
I'm writing this from Austin. For a while I was in Boston editing two books, but now I am here watching Law and Order, occasionally excercising, and updating my blog. In a few weeks I am moving to Berlin for two months, which I know to be dynamic from the intro of both of the books I just got done editing, but aside from that I'm pretty much in to dark as to what it might offer, besides sausage and beers. If you are wondering what I am planning to do after I return from Berlin, please don't ask me, as I will only grunt at you and scurry away. This is not because I am terrified of the future so much as it is that I am already tired of all the trappings of fame that will surely follow after my book deal, and all the magazine articles on the new hot confessional fairy tale genre that's sure to follow me to my mid-twenties, if not beyond.
Anyway, I got a couple of chapters to toss up to the top of the growing stack that is my debut novel, so I'm going to cut this off now. Just know that I am always with you.
I'm writing this from Austin. For a while I was in Boston editing two books, but now I am here watching Law and Order, occasionally excercising, and updating my blog. In a few weeks I am moving to Berlin for two months, which I know to be dynamic from the intro of both of the books I just got done editing, but aside from that I'm pretty much in to dark as to what it might offer, besides sausage and beers. If you are wondering what I am planning to do after I return from Berlin, please don't ask me, as I will only grunt at you and scurry away. This is not because I am terrified of the future so much as it is that I am already tired of all the trappings of fame that will surely follow after my book deal, and all the magazine articles on the new hot confessional fairy tale genre that's sure to follow me to my mid-twenties, if not beyond.
Anyway, I got a couple of chapters to toss up to the top of the growing stack that is my debut novel, so I'm going to cut this off now. Just know that I am always with you.
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