|Pictured: The Kids Today|
It doesn't help that I'm almost certainly smarter than you, having saved all the time that non-liars usually spend racing cars or hotdogging to boogie tracks (or whatever) and spent it on reading, speaking, wandering around, meeting people, and yes: Lies. LIES! The elixir of youth, the crowning achievement I'll lie to my grandkids about in my old age. Good stuff.
|Apropos of nothing: The World's Longest Articulated Bus!|
|I stole this image from the article.|
Michael A Stackpole's House Slaves vs. Spartacus
These two articles have pretty much convinced me that I will never sign a publishing contract. It seems like altogether too much work and hassle and waiting for altogether too little reward. (We need not mention agents.) You know who was 'self-published'? Mark Twain. I'll be like him, except I won't lose all my money investing in bean harvesters or whatever he did.
But that was pretty much what I was going to do anyways.