Man. Reading this guy is like a clinic on how to combine the awesomest possible words in the magnificentest possible way.
He is just so damn good that I don't even think I have the energy to try to write my own stuff any more. It just looks like complete crap by comparison.
If anyone needs me, I'll be in the corner, quietly weeping with a bottle of bourbon. Turn the lights off, the book writing industry is closed...
It's like you've turned his name into a swear word.
P.S. No, you are not. Out of the book-writing business, I mean. Have at the bourbon all you want.
Posted by: WaltzInExile | 04/01/2011 at 10:45 AM
That was me, yesterday. I think it's something in the air.
Bourbon would be nice, though.
Posted by: Michael Mock | 04/01/2011 at 10:58 AM