Thursday, August 31, 2006
I care about you. I really do.
That’s why, over the course of nearly five years of blogging, I’ve never exposed you to tacky, obnoxious advertising. You know what I’m talking about: flashing banners of half-naked boys, their button flies coyly popped open, hawking porn sites and lube. It was all for your sake.
So I hope you’ll excuse the one little exception I’m about to make, and indulge my selfishness. My very first publication has been released; an essay in an anthology of gay memoir. And it would please me if those of you who have read my site over the weeks, months, or years, who’ve asked me over and over when I’m getting published, would shut up already and fork out eleven bucks. Because really, after five years of sacrifice, of giving and giving till I bled, of spilling my guts -GOD!- like TWICE A MONTH here- you totally owe me.
And if you click on this link and buy the book, I’ll even earn a few pennies, which will support the lavish lifestyle I’ve grown accustomed to. Which might mean I’ll grace these pages with, like, THREE posts a month. Purely out of gratitude.
