AND NOW FOR MY NEXT TRICK

STATUS: Headed over to Register.com in a moment to buy www.brettfavreisabigfatloser.com. Have fun in New York, jerkface. I hope you get mugged.

FAVE LINKEY-POO RIGHT THIS SECOND: I disagree with the creator of this video that the Pack sucks, but I agree with him that Brett sucks. Too bad about the director’s ridiculous homophobia, but it’s still worth a watch. Just to see pics where Brett looks stupid.  

Now that Rob and I have successfully painted two huge rooms in the new house and the majority of boxes are unpacked, it’s time to look ahead. And by look ahead I mean think about my next book. The next unwritten book, that is.

Not that I won’t be doing other things as well, like thinking about how to do grassroots marketing of Donut Days and how to build mailing lists, etc. But I’m a writer, and I gots to get to writin.

The question is … what?

I have a lot of ideas milling around in my head. The two best ones, however, would require a boat-load of historical research. And in my family, my dad’s the historian, not me. I’m not really sure I could write a novel that didn’t take place in present day.

My friend Ellen is a pro at this. She pens amazing historical fiction (that looks like an oxymoron on screen; I wonder if I have that phrase right?) and she knows her stuff so well that it comes across in the tiniest details. Like the color of a kitchen table or the kinds of shoes a character wears. If I were to pen a historical work, I’d want my details to be as rich and genuine, but that’s a terribly lofty goal. You can’t just wake up one day and decide to be a historian.

Except these are good book ideas, so maybe it’s worth trying.

Maybe.

I suppose I’ll unpack another box while I think about it.

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