“This is a brilliant piece. Kathy Shaidle should turn it into a book.”
Especially since said post will likely prevent me from ever being hired by a real company should I find myself unemployed in the near future.
Hmmm, I’m not so sure about a book, about that or anything. I see my last real one
And truth be told: I don’t think I have another book in me, not right now. Real books have theses and stuff (see, well, America Alone
Plus: all this blogging has made it impossible for me to think without hyperlinks, and those things obviously aren’t print friendly unless you want to sprinkle the book with joke-wrecking asides and footnotes.
As I recently told Jeremy Lott (who writes real books and also thinks I should too) that the only book ideas I’ve had in the last 10 years are:
a) to put together another poetry collection, except that I am now considered “disappeared” by the Canadian “Bush is Hitler” lit community and plan to post my latest poems, such as they are, on a website someday instead. But I’m too lazy to do so right now;
b) “Famous People You’ve Never Heard Of”, about folks who were million selling authors or huge stars in their day and now utterly forgotten, because I am fascinated by the trajectory of fame (see my poetry, above) and would welcome the excuse to read lots of obscure old periodicals;
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