Mitt Romney, on either the Olympics or the human-dissection chambers of the distant, chilly gas giant on which he was mitotically birthed.
p.s. if you are an american, for the love of god go vote right now
(Source: ESPN)
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Mitt Romney, on either the Olympics or the human-dissection chambers of the distant, chilly gas giant on which he was mitotically birthed.
p.s. if you are an american, for the love of god go vote right now
(Source: ESPN)
Long-suffering readers! I’ve got events coming up, and you are invited. Yeah! You are personally invited! By me! I would love to see you and catch up! And hear all about the kids! Especially little James! That kid is a hoot! I mean, he’s also kind of nuts! Remember last time when I was at your house? He pulled both of my shoelaces out of my shoes and then tied them together so that they were one big shoelace and then mostly ate it except that there was one end still sticking out of his mouth! And the other end was in his stomach being digested or something! I love that kid!
Note: You are invited to these events even if you are not my childhood friend Rebecca with two children including a fairly messed-up son named James.
Saturday, September 29th, I’m in Austin, Texas, for the Teen Book Festival. I’m in Corey Whaley’s Real Life is Messy panel, and I am extremely fired up.
But then the Saturday before that, the 22nd, I’m in Glendale, California, for the YA Rising Stars event with a bunch of incredible authors, and for that, too, I am deeply fired up.
But then the Saturday before that, the 15th: that would be my birthday. It’s kind of a big one. I would say maybe avoid Abbot Kinney Boulevard the night of the 15th, unless you want to get near-fatally high-fived and then monologued at about the wickedly fast and yet agonizingly slow flight from youth that we all, though we resist it, make.
See EVENTS for more information! I mean, more information about the events. Not about mortality. I mean probably there’s something in there about mortality too.
Christ.
In the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, the Carnegie Library’s Corey Wittig has written a review of Me & Earl & the Dying Girl that I have found moving enough to tattoo it, in its entirety, albeit in extremely small type, on my own face. We are talking basically microscopic type here. It’s going to look like a mole.
P.S. I moved to Los Angeles.
Chad Beckerman describes the making of the cover to Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, with some looks at a few of the covers that might have been. An absorbing read! While you are reading it, I will be taking my road test for my driver’s license, because apparently I’m 16 years old still.
The Pittsburgh Post-Gazette’s Sally Kalson has written an article that, I think we can all agree, should be required reading for the entire human population of the Earth.
Humans of Earth. We have an opportunity here to make many, many people punch themselves in the face, specifically by voting for Me & Earl & the Dying Girl as the Best YA Novel Ever Written in this NPR contest. Please help throw the world of Western literature into chaos. Thank you for your time.
Australia continues to make a strong and embarrassingly unopposed bid for Country That Is Aware That I Have Written A Book status with this piece from the Illawarra Mercury, which says very nice things about my book and quotes me at length. The downside is that when you quote me at length, you are probably quoting me talking about my dad and his passion for the song Funky Stuff, by Kool and the Gang.