Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Good God. These people don't need book deals; they need sharp slaps across the face, followed by repeated kicks in the ass.

If they were me -- you know, actually writing books, instead of whining about 'the process,' and putting in 55-hour weeks at a day job in the process -- they'd probably be dangling at the end of a cord tied to a ceiling beam within three weeks.

And this 27-year-old allegedly creative writer [see page 4] who's crying because he can't get a deal, yet still felt comfortable 'harshly' dismissing his agent? Trust me, loser: I'm sure your agent welcomed having more time to spend on his or her income-producing clients. Here is a free clue: (apparent lack of talent) + (arrogant attitude) * (not making a dime in publishing) = "would you like fries with that order?"

Sometimes people really piss me off...

(via Gawker)