Well, thank ye kindly, Internet for your well-wishes on my new-found agents. I’m not sure I’ve yet processed what a big fucking deal this is (and I know it is), and maybe that’s a good thing. Because then I might get nervous.
Eventually, what I so desperately need you for, darling Internets is to help me rework parts of my slower essays so that they all pop out at you and get in your face and shit. After I finish tweaking my proposal a bit, I’ll be focusing on finishing and reworking parts of my essays. This is where you’ll come in.
When I identify what I need help with, I’ll paste it on over here and ask for your honest opinion. Pretty much, I want to know how to make it better. Because once this bitch is in print, there isn’t any going back and fixing it again.
I’m busily working on my proposal today, so I probably won’t get back here for a real post, but wanted to tell you ONCE AGAIN, how much I fucking love you. And because I say “fucking” you know I mean it.
Got any good gossip for me, Internet?