The next chapter (coming out Monday) of The Book is a bit different from the first. The tone is entirely changed. This was unintentional. It's the kind of thing that would have stopped me in my tracks, had I not promised to post a segment every Monday. I would have thought, well, now I have to go back and rewrite the first bit, because the second bit and the first don't completely match... and then it would happen again, and again, and I would give up, maybe. But this time, I'm just going to keep moving forward, like a this shark.
I suppose there are changes in tone in other books, too. When the Bloggess wrote her book, the beginning was a little bit insane. She kept referring back to the study guide and how you would be talking about this book in your English class. English class?
Anyway, yeah. I don't know what was going on. I decided I was going to illustrate this book, and it just kind of went off the deep end. But I can't decide that it's bad. I don't know what it is. I do know I've been putting off telling this story for twenty years, and I might as well tell it, one way or another. Oddly, I don't think I've ever even talked about it much to anyone.
Things you have to look forward to:
More Mild Molestations
The Blizzard of '93
Soul Mate Reunion
Sleep Deprivation in an Icy Wonderland (or Why I Woke You Up in the Most Beautiful Place in the World)
78 Pounds of Books at 7,000 Feet
And so it stays. The same. The same varying strange. Like the bus trip, actually.