there’s no accounting for taste

I mean, really.

I’ve been at this for a duration approaching four years, and hell — I don’t even get free books yet.

WHERE’S MY FREE BOOK, FRAUDULENT ARBITERS OF CULTURE??

If instead of an award or a free book the Pitch wanted to send me one of the cute stoner chicks with an eye tic, 17 piercings, and fetishes for riding crops and Lycra™ spandex from their personal ads, that’d be cool.

And yes, I fully realize that Pitch editors are not going to admit that I’m a human being, much less read this blog or pimp it in their paper.

[And congratulations to Josh.]

One Response to “there’s no accounting for taste”


  1. I’ll talk to someone in the Cabal (TINC®), see if we can’t swing something.

    Thanks for the kind words.

    As for the books, you’d be surprised what you get for writing to people and asking for review copies.

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