Until this year’s trip to NCTE that is.
I was a bit surprised by the amount of people who told me how much they enjoyed “my humor”. (Of course, as they said this I silently thought to myself, “I wasn’t kidding about any of that crap.” Oh well, such is my curse.)
So good news, the mildly smile-inducing swipes at cartoonish policy makers, mystifying administrators and society’s “you did what?” befuddlers will continue. There’s not really a grand plan to all this, mind you. Not much of an agenda outside of knowing that by continuing to write, I get to 1) have fun, 2) have a voice (or at least the feeling that I have a voice which is probably all one really needs anyway; which is more critical, perception or reality?) and 3) keep the mental muscles in shape that feed my ever-evolving book writing career (where I write YA titles about things like nerds, gang-bangers, hoops, hip-hop, illegal immigrants, and 8th grade boys with erections. Of course, if I am ever going to compose a literary masterpiece, it will have to be a tome which incorporates all of these elements into one novel, sort of a Vonnegut meets Douglass Adams with a splash of Hunter Thompson, Christopher Buckley and Oprah Winfrey in the mix. Why Oprah Winfrey. Hey, can’t hurt.)
Like a pro athlete, ya gotta stay in shape year round which means that as a pro writer, ya gotta bang on the keyboard continuously. Since this I believe I will venture on, blabbing and blah-ing and spouting off on things about which I am quite ill-informed. (Trust me, I’m not the only one and some folks making quite a good living at it. No names mentioned, Mr. Perry.
So enjoy your day and know that yes, zee infinitesimally significant (and that’s probably over-stating the matter) blog will roll on into 2012.
May peace be with you this holiday season.