
I’m taking a cue from other writers on Tumblr and have decided to write more about myself and personal life.
Sorry I haven’t been posting as much… As many of you know I’m in the middle of putting together a new book. Its a children’s book for serial killers called, Mr. Pickles Strangles a Dirty Whore for Mommy! It’ll be a pop-up book full of mirrors glittering like alters in the dark void where my soul used to be.
I am having a wee bit of a hard time finding a publisher though… =( My agent says I should stop wearing blue rubber medical gloves and my favorite muscle tee to meetings, but I find that itimidation is half the fun. I need a publisher who not only knows I like to partay, but that I was assembled by our alien overlords to keep humanity in its rightful place. So give it a rest Eugene, I will not be wearing that blue blazer anytime soon.
In other news I’m really digging on this fall TV schedule. Not only do I enjoy the opurtunity to speak to strangers about my favorite personalities and sub plots, but I’ve found the laugh tracks on sit coms itch a very specific part of my brain. One I could never quite reach. Of course the pleasure I receive from the scratching makes me drool quite a bit so I have to sit in the bathroom tub in the dark shame of my heart and just turn the TV up really loud. Luckily my neighbors no longer complain.