red, white and blue
Thursday, May 17th, 2007The sticker read: Red, White and Blue. Bestselling… Hardcore.
great. So let’s see. Bestsellers have the quality that the masses like. Ya know like gore, blondes, histrionics. Anyway, they tick and so I was curious.
It cost a few bucks and it was fine. Afterall, there’s the net to confirm if something is just so so or uber fine. It so happened that this one got raves.
And so.
I have endured the longest queue in my life trying to hide my face from everybody because I am buying… er, porn. ye.
What am I to do? I am in so dire need of inspiration that I willing to sell my soul for
that one big idea. Okay, that’s just half meant (nervous laf). fux.
Don’t get excited. See, if you are a writer. bwahaha. or desperately trying to be one, you should try to ingest as much crap churned by pop culture as you can. (I have read somewhere that it is indeed the case and so no use arguing that am trying to justify the caper and, no, sugar, I am not being defensive. eh?)
Anyway, it just happened that the material was okay and it served its end. Wahaha. It is now buried in the deepest abyss of my hard drive waiting for my pass in case things gets…
er, where are we..
Ah, yeah. It’s a hard to be writer. Really. Trust me.