Here’s what’s happening: reading The People of Paper and enjoy feeling where certain names were punched out of the pages, also, Joan Didion’s new book, the color of which reminds me of Tiffany’s. Just finished: How We Are Hungry, Another Bullshit Night in Suck City, Less than Zero, then rented the movie­good God what the hell was that? Also finished: The Contortionists Handbook (thanks Steve), The Lone Surfer of Montana, Kansas­got it signed by Davey himself at a Found event.) Waiting in the queue: Survivor by Chuck Palahniuk (it’s the only one I haven’t read yet) and a pile of the more elaborately bound McSweeney’s.

Oh and this past summer I saw a pre-apologetic James Frey at a not packed Vroman’s in Pasadena, gave him a copy of Obscene Interiors, and had him sign both his books for my brother (collectors items now?). He swore frequently and read an excerpt from his book almost as if it were a chore. He said his next book will be a novel set in LA about a man who thinks he’s Jesus. Best of luck with that.

Also, I’m working on a GRAMMY related project, waiting and waiting to hear if I have new book, and fretting about how I’m not in Disney World to see the new Expedition Everest ride, it’s like the Materhorn only bigger and with a diferent yeti.

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