Bookmaking log: UtH 100% good to go | TBN +409 words
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Good morning, noted reader! I haven’t done The Note this early since the last time I did it, what the fuck do you think about that?!
So Under the Hood: The Imprisonment of Jonathan Knox, as you may be aware, is 100% ready to go. Jeff Bezos flew by to let me know this morning, he actually woke me up. He had a new jetpack that uses air instead of fire, not that the old fire-based model bothered him. Bezos has bunz of $teel. But uh, yeah, paperback and ebook on Amazon, free PDF and signed copies on The Hillside Commons. All good to go.
On the agenda for today is a shower, first of all, it’s been literally 3 fucking months, no joke I have not taken a shower in 12 weeks – 90 days, noted reader. I have not bathed in almost the day-tier equivalent of a century, and me bathing today? This is me treating myself well, okay, this is a luxury. Yesterday was the 4-year anniversary of The Hillside Commons, and The Bookmaker deserves to feel the water softeners slowly numb his skin nerves until he’s about the furthest thing from an armadillo, and, fuckin, the doo-wop part of Cojum Dip’s Reverse Mullet came on and I have the biggest smile on my goddamn face lmfaoooooooooooo
I have a day to proceed on with. UtH BTS coming a little later on.
Oh also, so last night, right, I’m sittin’ at the computer, right, just sittin’ there, sittin’ there, just sittin’ there for actual hours on end not typing, not reading, not even smoking, just sittin’ there, just sittin’ there, and I’m sittin’ there, sittin’ there, just sittin’ there and I realize, fuck, ‘man, The Fall of the Seven Earths, like, the Reality edition, is a whole book in and of itself. In other words, I’m not going to attempt to simultaneously put TFotSE and OtR out. I’m probably just going to share OtR, too, instead of the entire TFotSE, even though I already deleted the blog posts for Flowers… hm… whatever. Point is, when OtR is done and out I am going to get into TFotSE. I don’t see it taking toooo too long, still shooting for the end of August. But uh, yeah. Now’illow you’knillow, pastillo armadillo.
Since you’re there, noted reader, thank you for being there. From this day on, we move forever forward~