so i bumped into The Producer the other day; he was walking out a dry cleaner's as i walked past - when i should have actually been in richmond. and he'd tried to call me an hour previous but my phone had been off. it's so easy to see these "signs" everywhere...
after a little chitchat:
"...what it comes back to is that I think you're a fantastic writer-"
oh god, that sounds like there's going to be a 'but', he's going to say 'but- something', oh shit, but what?
" - and what's coming back from these people is that they think you should write a book."
oh.
yes, that was unexpected. now what??
hey, at least it saves me calling him. i hate calling people.
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Some times opportunity knocks. And sometimes it just kicks down your door, makes itself at home in your living room and asks for a beer.
Yeah, so now what do you do? A book about what I wonder...
-Col Mustard
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