Proud father

This afternoon I sat down and read my new short novel, which gets officially published on Monday. I found nothing I want to change. I dig it. I'm proud of it. I think it's the perfect work with which to end a career, which is what I plan to do. Not stop writing but stop a certain kind of writing. Stop writing with blood and start using ink. Something like that.

At any rate, here I am a proud father with a dog that thinks my crazy behavior has something to do with him.