hmm.

Well, now that I'm doing this new play, I don't think I'll be able to make it to the big horror convention in New Jersey this May to meet George Romero and ask for his blessing for BUB AND JOHNNY GO. Poop.

Thankfully, George will also be appearing at a convention here in Maryland this August. Which might be for the best, as by then I should have quite a few more pages ready to show to him than I would a month from now. Still, I just bloody hate waiting.

But unless we get a night of rest off before our first performance, I also won't be able to make it to see Loudon Wainwright III in concert. Man, that would suck.

Ok, back to soul-crushing inventory. Because we simply have to know how many copies of X-23 we have in stock. Ah, X-23:When you want to combine your twin loves of Wolverine and pedophilia.

opportunities...

So as I mentioned in my rant yesterday, a friend of mine who's a bestselling novelist and comic book writer of some fame/notoriety has offered me an interning position of sorts with him to help promote his new book. Or to be more accurate, he wanted to see if I would be interested in such an endeavor.

It would involve a lot of the tedious intern work- sending out promotional material for the novel, setting up mailing lists, maintaining his web site, help giving his myspace page a complete makeover, those sorts of things. A lot of which I could do from here at home, which means I wouldn't have to leave the job at the comic shop (which doesn't pay excellently and doesn't employ me often enough, but it's much more pleasant than waiting tables).

Of course, nothing's set yet. His wife already asked another person in their area in Florida, someone who would actually be there in person to help him out rather than him having to fax all the info to me and such. And he's still trying to figure out what all the duties would be.

It'd be a pretty full 20-hour-a-week duty, he tells me. And by his own admittance, it probably won't benefit me with any connections I don't already have (which is to say, him). And it would be a lot of work, possibly of the soul-crushing variety. But hey, if it pays? Well, that just might be the clincher, won't it? We'll be in touch for the next few weeks to discuss further. If it doesn't happen, I'll just end up with a bit less money and much more free time. But if it does? It might end up being kinda cool.

And in either case, he'll still be there to offer me whatever help he can in getting the Hefner Monologues to see print. I've finally realized that there's one more story to go before the Tammy saga is complete. It's not Tammy-centric, but it does give closure and will hopefully tie all the loose ends together to satisfactorily make one book. We'll see.