we’ll be next
Tuesday 30 November 2004 | I like a cookie
We at the Un have finally been blogging regularly for nearly a year now! 2004 must have some literary value, if no emotional, spiritual, moral or physical. After all, even Breakup Babe got a book deal. If anyone gets a book deal, it should be us—which reminds us of something the demented Clare once said (when we worked in the bookstore in DC and she came in once a day wearing a knitted cap to make an aristocratic, almost Napoleonic speech to the assembled customers and clerks):
If you want to write a novel overnight, make it about an Indiana Buddhist….If an Indiana Buddhist ever writes a novel, I will eat the rice paper he wrote it on.
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