Oh, I can't just write books, you say? I need to market myself, do I? Like I'm a hydrogenated snack unit, here to feedertain you? Well, fine, then, I'll quit throwing myself into traffic like a sensible person*, settle down, and waste good novel writing time TO DITHER ON A GODDAMN BLOG.
Shut up and be funny: James O'Meara's review of THE TALKATIVE CORPSE...
In which he suggests I'd be better off writing goofy shit. I concur; however, I was too violently angry at the time I wrote THE TALKATIVE CORPSE to be goofy, and I had to write something, so here you are.
NOTE: TALKATIVE CORPSE is NOT my sophomore effort; it's my third book. NVSQVAM, a Nine-Banded Books production and probably a better book, was the second. (PEDANT!)