In my previous post I suggested that you my devoted readers could send me your ideas. Your ideas to help spur my literary triumph.
So far - nothing. Should I be hurt by this? Probably not. Like everything else in life, I'll get over it. But not after whining about it here for a while.
I guess I'll have to come up with the ideas myself. Not a problem - I am one big whacky crazy idea-mill. Kind of like a puppy mill but without all of the mess.
Right now I'm trying to work-out my acceptance speech upon being awarded (insert famous literary prize here). It will most likely be: "Wow - I'm so overwhelmed. I really don't know what to say or even write. I guess a huge thank-you to my fans and readers. They have been with me from the beginning."
Of course you, my fans and readers, will know this is complete bunk. The reality is that I've known what I'm going to say for quite some time. The bigger issue is this:
what to wear?