THE BEGIN Of BLOG

My weird book blurb. The audacious creature. Her queerness and everything is here. Was it a bad idea, I don’t know. A blog is an unusual space, I can run with it fast and make a picture that lasts or some stains on the toilet bowl waiting to be washed away. Where we are time, I could AI it and multitudes of the parch, all perched with the hardness of my voice, sentence into paragraphs, sounding KEv FoY, a perfect statistic, prefect in form, runs of dreams of parchments, giving everything you desire into boredom, forever page after page. Yes in a way has gotten easy, and the masses will lap it up. My book, Seagulls Shadows (On Slantyrock), won’t sell well. I missed a mistake there with the title, but I vent with the vanity and won’t regret it ever. The pattern, formula, traditiuation, her words meekly dying in my hands, generic simplicity is the reach to massive irregularities, in the core. An AI is that electric force coming from the reactors. I can settle and watch and reach. Her breach storms me and I annal the weight. I need to tone down this blog if I’m going to make it. A sustainable creature is what I’m aiming for. A blog will need to be comforting and repetitive to gain any traction. So let me end this first blurb-blog. A more generic title Seagulls Shadows, had a much bigger sell, everyone, nearly everyone has that image on beaches with those shadows on what you picture. I went with vanity because I needed Slantyrock for myself, and him, and his stupid youtube channel and those idiotic contents-of-creation. Many of which are, are much more successful than anything I ever created. An 80,000 viewership for Mary Boylan singing Danzig is nothing to quaff-sneer at, no doubt. Sniffing nostrils as his so-called friends did. I am troubled by his potential for massive success that failed in a Fuhrer-bunker space with rope around his neck. This blog will be an on-going commentary on my book, television shows, music, and the arts in general. I will need to do it daily, to gather any audience, so I wukk(nice new word, attempt at will). Somewhere in the creaks in the floorboard I will find time to do the other things. Good riddance.

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