Thursday, May 05, 2011

“You could write a book”

“You know how it all works, now,” they say. “You could write a book about self-publishing,”

My book would contain three words- “DON’T DO IT.”

I don’t have time for fun. My saxophone thinks I’m a stranger, my garden is growing wild, and my slackline thinks I’ve fallen off it for the last time.

And anyway – I don’t know how it works. The printer is friendly and helpful, so is the warehouse man and so is the man at Gardner’s. But I still can’t fathom Amazon.

The exploding brain has returned: I’m taking the afternoon off. I’m going to see my grandsons. Yay!

gil 2010

tate 2010

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