Brenda and I went to a mail art show in Tarpon Springs and stayed in
the same motel the boys and I stayed in at the small press conference.
Is that a rotation or a repetition? We ate at Pappas's. John Pyros, who hosted
the conference, had set up a reading for me at a bookstore in a mall in Sarasota.
Nobody came. Just John, his fiancée, and Brenda. In the bookstore were two
pyramids of books, Jane Fonda's exercise book, plugging the video and the line
of exercise togs that came with them, and a coffeetable book about Micael Jackson
and his batting-glove band-uniform-coat costumes. The first book acquired by
Jackie O as an editor after Aristotle Onassis died. I had seen the future and it sucked.
Ghost-written or as-told-to biographies of celebrities cross-promoting other products.
What genre is it? What is your platform? Nomopo. A size 13 EEE brogan with
a 3/4" heel. The correspondence novel is long-form nonfiction.
I have seen the future and it's Hanoi Jane and Lester the Molester.
That ain't been proved yet. I don't have to prove it.
It's enough to say it. I don't mean now.
I mean at the time, when they are riding high.
We're supposed not to notice, or to look the other way.
I go and see for myself, report back what I find.
They're lying to us. They're selling us wolftickets.