It’s Friday. I’m wishing I was out seeing the movie Red, but I’m in ratty sweats with bed hair writing my ass off, because that’s what being a writer is most of the time: missing movies and lunches with friends, working seven days a week in a job with no health insurance, no sick time, no vacation time, and no retirement benefits. So while Michael refuses to cooperate in CHIMERA 2 (BASILISK), I need me some ego boosting, people. I’m feeling low. Probably the only person feeling lower is that jack-ass George Takei called a douche-bag (you rock, George.)
I’ll give away one signed (if you want it signed) CHIMERA today. Contest ends at midnight for those who work late or live in the land of freaky non-Eastern Standard Time. Just leave a comment here, on this blog (yep, LJers, you’ll have to heave yourselves to my website here and leave it. I need people to come to my website. People tell me this is important. Hits and what not. I don’t know.)
You can cheer me up by telling me your favorite character and why (from any of the three series…Zeke! Because he’s a borderline sociopath with a big gun! Godzilla! Because he’s a completely sociopathic ferret! Salome…because she leaves Great Danes on your pillow), or one of your favorite lines or moments (all those probably involve Goodfellow.) And if you’re too busy working, too, you can just say Gimme! and leave your name. Okay, ready, set, try for some CHIMERA ass!