Books officially out yesterday from two of my favorite people. Bobbie Faye's (kinda, sorta, not exactly) Family Jewels by Toni McGee Causey and Severance Package by Duane Swierczynski.
Go read these. Now. Seriously.
Why are you still here?
There are books out there, dammit. On paper and everything. What is wrong with you? Go to a bookstore and buy the goddamn books. Oh, don't look at me like that. It's not my fault you can't spell Swie- Swre- Whatever the hell his name is.
Look, just ask the guy at the store. Yes, the one with the pimples. No, the hot chick in the glasses reading Tolstoy is not going to talk to you. She doesn't talk to anybody. I've tried. I--
Okay, fine, so she talked to you. And you got her number. Whatever. I-- What? Fuck you. I am not a stalker. She totally did not call me that.
... Yeah, okay. So there's a restraining order. What of it?
Look, just go buy the books, already. Jesus.
And get off my lawn.