recent reviews received:
“you made me sad, you whore.”
and also:
“some magic fuckery right there.”
at night, when i dream my secret dream of future fame as published author, i imagine these tasteful phrases of thoughtful praise printed on a book jacket emblazoned with some hipster photograph of the city where i live.
in other news, part six is coming along eventually. feel free to drop me a line in the meantime, since i’ve been playing around with this thing a bit, and i would love to know if the changes are working.
