Dear Gods of Publishing: I know you feel the need to put me in my place every time I reach some new summit in my writing career, but could you try harder
not to have my boiler explode so that I need to get it replaced at extraordinary cost every single time? K thanks.
3 comments:
Have you made any ritual sacrifices?
Only of the green stuff in my wallet.
Gary,
Cabbages just don't bleed the right colour.
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