FASTER, WRITER! KILL! KILL!
You'd think the 5-star reviews, good ink from Publisher's Weekly, Booklist, Books to Watch Out For, and other publications would make me happy, right?

So why do I want to track down and beat the crap out of every Barry in Boston, until I find the right one?

Asshole.

Okay, I'm fine now.





Asshole.



No, now I'm really fine.

(You people thiunk it's easy being me? With all my insecurities? With random Barrys giving me shit? Oh, hell no!)




By the way, Barry, you're an asshole. Just sayin'.

File this one under: 'you think it's easy?' Also under 'Barry is an asshole.'