Balls afire; I caught a cough in Chicago and it hasn’t let up. A Delta flight attendant gave me a lozenge, which is officially the only good thing to ever come out of a Delta flight (unless you love delays). At what point will I say UNCLE to my bronchial tree and go get a round of antibiotics? Maybe never. I’ve stocked up on Mucinex and I’m working on a really nice paragraph about what I’m producing in my blue handkerchief.
I just finished Stone Arabia and enjoyed it very much. I’ll have to get a hold of Eat The Document next, though I think my next read may be Carson Mell’s new book, The Blue Bourbon Orchestra. I was pumped when my copy of Nikanor Teratologen’s book Assisted Living arrived in the mail, but it was immediately stolen by my buddy J Ryan. Is my buddy J Ryan the Hamburglar? He claims to be weakened by a cough. A likely guise!
I interviewed Bernie Wagenblast, voice of NYC transportation, for my employer.
I want to interview Amelia Grey but I’m not sure who would like to print that interview. I’d ask Amelia Grey about what it’s like to write a ton of books within a genre that doesn’t necessarily dig innovation. I need to get familiar with Amelia Grey’s canon, first. We exchanged emails a while back and she said she was too busy for an interview because she was working on a book called Fall in Love Like a Romance Writer. I understand that. I understand being busy.
