Somewhere along the way this writer business took a wrong turn.

I mean, today’s my birthday.
The brochure… yeah, I’m pretty sure there was a brochure somewhere. Anyway, I’m positive it said I should be lounging by the pool, wearing an aloha shirt, a big silly drink with a paper parasol in my hand, surrounded by beautiful women, while the huge royalties for my highly successful books pile up in a Swiss bank.

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