A Thank You

The wife and  I had a book signing at the local Barnes & Noble this Sunday, and to my pleasant surprise more than two readers from my livejournal showed up and bought a book, and one of them sent his parents. So please accept my gratitude!

Fortunately, they merely talked to the chubby, out-of-work actor I hired to impersonate me at public appearances (usually, I am not allowed to bookstores, unless I am wearing a seeing eye harness, and I get the actor to pretend to be blind). However, with modern cellphone/bluetooth technology, I can sit outside the store and send him signals by radio, either barking in morse code, using my tongue on the touch-sensative pad. You humans really have no idea how convenient modern America is for people like me, compared to what we suffered in Atlantis, Ireland and Egypt.  Well, let us not dwell on past horrors. After all, when Fenrir the Great, bound on the isle of Lyngvi, arises and breaks Gleipnir asunder, all the evils we have suffered at the hands of Man willbe revenged sevenfold. The great river Van, which gushes from his bound jaws, will dry up. When you see the stones of the riverbed of Van, that will be the sign for the wolf-days to come.

 

John C. Wright, Author — my true appearence
(file photo)


John C. Wright — The actor I hire to do public appearences for me

(police photo, crime scene of the Claude Fellows murder, Chicago)
 

In any case, I managed to sell several copies of LESBIAN LOVE-VAMPIRES OF VENUS to some people from my church who had also stopped by. Eegh. In hindsight, perhaps I should have warned them about the racy bits.