All this blogging nonsense is just until I get the edits for my forthcoming novel BELL JAR SUMMER. Oh, I have lots to do and I'm very anxious about what they (the EDITORS) have to say. It's all throat clearing, really. Maybe I'd blog about the whole writing/editing process if I had more to say. All I know is that when I see clutches of gothy teens skulking around 59th street I shiver in my boots thinking about them reading BELL JAR SUMMER. Especially the really cool, smart looking ones... they are the ones that will surely judge me... and send me to the punk rock gallows.
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