We're told that books are on their way out, that publishing is headed for doom. So be it. I intend to be the puny inexhaustible voice clinging to the last worthless rock.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Couldn't help but notice this article. Let's say you saw this Craigslist post: "Lice-ridden drunk M who will smash your stuff needs place to crash for free." Skip over it? Congratulations - you just missed a chance to room with Rimbaud.