A strange weekend. On Saturday I received a box from Europe with 20 copies of the French edition of my first novel. About a celebrity stalker. It looks damn cool. Only thing is, I have no real use for 20 copies of a novel in French. If you can read French, contact me. Maybe you’d like to trade for something you’ve written, played, painted, etc.
That same night I went to the engagement party for a very famous Hollywood actor and his new wife, who I went to high school with. Partied the night with Naomi Watts, John C. Reilly, Beck, and others. Not really, but they were there. I mention them because celebrities are better than normal people. I wonder what they’d think if they knew I write books advocating the devoutly insane hatred of Hollywood.
My wife and I both took the stage fright drug, Inderal, before we went to the party. I was nervous as shit the day leading up. I always get nervous going to parties, and we hadn’t been to one in a while. This was not only a big Hollywood-type party, but also a part high school reunion as well. I got wasted. Probably embarrassing. Everyone was nice though. It wasn’t full of the beautiful people, as I was expecting, but people who looked human. Everyone was happy to be there. We enjoyed ourselves. I am selling out.
The book front is going better. Some people have been receptive to NOS. The woman from Dogmatika has offered to review the book and interview me. Go there and send them some love.
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