New author photo for Tim Reynolds.
Just a quick note to say that I'll be signing copies of the Cynglish Beat at Dalhousie Station Chapters Book Store from noon to 4pm tomorrow, June 6th. Come on down and say 'hi'.
This is a love letter for the conversationally-retarded. If you don't understand what it says at all, then count yourself lucky. If you do 'get it', you may be part of the problem.
One of the projects is the reading of the proofs of the Podthology: The Pod Complex (requiring this entire weekend) and the other is the novelization of one of my screenplays, and this really needs to get done sooner rather than later.
Having a full work-up done. Valves, plugs, tire pressure and exhaust all checked. It’s that time of year anyway. Might as well. Probably not too late.
I wanted to achieve a few things with this cover, besides keeping the pages together, 1. It had to draw a viewer's attention. 2. It had to have some class & a professional look (too many self-published books look like amateur shit). 3. It had to have a 'retro' feel, so as to harken back a few decades to the era of the real Beat Generation (Allen Ginsberg & Jack Kerouac, not Bongo Buddy & the Beatniks)
Episcopalian spelunking masticate transmogrify
Next thing I know, he’s up there singing “Floating, falling, sweet intoxication” And I’m bored in the nosebleeds thinking
I howl that crimes against money are punished harder and faster than crimes against children.
You don’t have to worry about speeding tickets... You don’t care enough about where you’re go go going to need to speed to get there.