Good god, it angers me that THIS CRAP EXISTS, yet I have to fight my ass off to sell a book.

I'd HOPE that my stuff is slightly more impactful and well-thought-of than romance novels about NASCAR. I mean... Maybe it's not.

But God, I sure hope so.

If you're bored as hell and want to check out an article about me in the Atlanta edition of Creative Loafing, go ahead. I won't stop you.

There's also an MP3 "podcast" linked in the article, if you want to hear my nasally voice.