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Right now is NOT a good time to remind me of that particular open call, in case you're interested, o prospective author. No, seriously, right now is a BAD time to remind me of that, o prospective author, and it wasn't even my fucking open call.
Right now, I am hostile, full of mojito and chicken and the blood of virgins and the souls of the innocent, and I am looking at you, prospective author, with rage in my eyes.
Of course, writing that made me think of the cover I just saw for another book of mine and I feel better because the cover is awesome. So I need to balance out "urge to kill" with "urge to leave" and "urge to look at cover" and add in "John Woo style" and it will all be all right.
In the meantime, I'm working this weekend. AND next weekend. MAYBE SORT OF.
Also, I just totally started a letter with "Dear John".
Right now, I am hostile, full of mojito and chicken and the blood of virgins and the souls of the innocent, and I am looking at you, prospective author, with rage in my eyes.
Of course, writing that made me think of the cover I just saw for another book of mine and I feel better because the cover is awesome. So I need to balance out "urge to kill" with "urge to leave" and "urge to look at cover" and add in "John Woo style" and it will all be all right.
In the meantime, I'm working this weekend. AND next weekend. MAYBE SORT OF.
Also, I just totally started a letter with "Dear John".
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