Utterly Farcical Nonsense by


I don’t send much email. It’s not just that email is a modern affront to the age-old art of shouting directly into people’s faces, though I’m big on that. Especially when I’ve been drinking. Stay in school, kids.

It’s just that getting tons and tons of email is annoying, isn’t it? I just want to occasionally let my readers know what’s happening with those things I write. You know the ones, paper bastards, all crammed together on the shelves. I’ll think of it in a moment. Anyway, don’t go thinking you’ll get a ton of email from me. If it’s something urgent, I’ll be the pasty fellow screaming in your face.

I also won’t share your email address with anyone, ever. That’s just shady.

Books! That was it.