Tuesday, December 29, 2009

The problem with authors you love

is that, realistically, they can only pump out a book every year or so.

meanwhile, you finish the book in two days (because sleep? who needs it!) and there are 363 days left to fill.

Rosemary? If we ever meet up I'm going to force you to come to Chili's with me so that I can fawn on you. Just so you're prepared for that and everything.



[the splendor falls]

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