NB: This blog is designed to launch before, or concurrent with, the release of the book.
My writing partner Laura and I, we're going to be famous some day, mark my words. How does it work when you get famous anyway? Do you call other famous people directly, or do you call their agents, or what? I probably have to get an agent and then get my agent to call their agent. Anyway, the following people should feel free to call me any time: Leonard Cohen; Robert Smith (why can't I be you?); Stephen King; Sarah Schneider; Jian Ghomeshi (screw you Billy Bob); Sook-Yin Lee (my celebrity lady friend); Margaret Atwood; Justin Bieber slowed down 800% (I'm a Belieber); Walter Gretzky; Terry Fox's mom; Gillian Anderson; Daniel Negraneu (sp?); Laura (want to go to the Blenz at the library tomorrow and write? The stuff about famous people doesn't apply to you, obviously); Thom Yorke; The Wainwrights; The Coens; The Sedins; Cœur de Pirate; BNL; GSP; NPH; Seth Rogan; The Pixies; and, it goes without saying, women who want to date me because I'm me, not just a rich and famous writer whose book got turned into a multi-Oscar winning movie for which I did a cameo in the role of the junkie for which I had to lose 50 pounds and smoke meth so I could really get the character. Method acting, hopefully not meth 0.D.
People who should under no circumstances call me: Benny Hinn; Jimmies Swaggart, Stewart, and Jones (not too worried about the latter); any kind of guru; Mel Gibson; that actor who threw the phone at the bellboy's head...what was his name, Russel, Australian, Russel something; the guy who throws lit cigarette butts and pennies and raw eggs down on homeless people and dumpster divers from the second floor of the building by the Aquatic Centre (yeah, you, I yelled at you, remember? Fuck you.); people who won't let you into traffic; people who talk really loud on their cell phones on the SkyTrain; people who can't take a hint; people who can't take a friggin joke; Ernst Zündel; Christian Bale; Ben Ali; Hosni Mubarrak; and, it should go without saying, driving instructors who drive on the right side of the car on the extra wheel even when they don't have a student in the driver's seat.
My writing partner Laura and I, we're going to be famous some day, mark my words. How does it work when you get famous anyway? Do you call other famous people directly, or do you call their agents, or what? I probably have to get an agent and then get my agent to call their agent. Anyway, the following people should feel free to call me any time: Leonard Cohen; Robert Smith (why can't I be you?); Stephen King; Sarah Schneider; Jian Ghomeshi (screw you Billy Bob); Sook-Yin Lee (my celebrity lady friend); Margaret Atwood; Justin Bieber slowed down 800% (I'm a Belieber); Walter Gretzky; Terry Fox's mom; Gillian Anderson; Daniel Negraneu (sp?); Laura (want to go to the Blenz at the library tomorrow and write? The stuff about famous people doesn't apply to you, obviously); Thom Yorke; The Wainwrights; The Coens; The Sedins; Cœur de Pirate; BNL; GSP; NPH; Seth Rogan; The Pixies; and, it goes without saying, women who want to date me because I'm me, not just a rich and famous writer whose book got turned into a multi-Oscar winning movie for which I did a cameo in the role of the junkie for which I had to lose 50 pounds and smoke meth so I could really get the character. Method acting, hopefully not meth 0.D.
People who should under no circumstances call me: Benny Hinn; Jimmies Swaggart, Stewart, and Jones (not too worried about the latter); any kind of guru; Mel Gibson; that actor who threw the phone at the bellboy's head...what was his name, Russel, Australian, Russel something; the guy who throws lit cigarette butts and pennies and raw eggs down on homeless people and dumpster divers from the second floor of the building by the Aquatic Centre (yeah, you, I yelled at you, remember? Fuck you.); people who won't let you into traffic; people who talk really loud on their cell phones on the SkyTrain; people who can't take a hint; people who can't take a friggin joke; Ernst Zündel; Christian Bale; Ben Ali; Hosni Mubarrak; and, it should go without saying, driving instructors who drive on the right side of the car on the extra wheel even when they don't have a student in the driver's seat.
