By Caleb J Ross.
. . . . . . . . . . I interrupt this Buzzwords stream. Some insane webmaster granted me - simple, vanilla-scented Caleb J Ross - carte blanche for the next week, meaning you’ll see stuff here that you can’t unsee. Even in death, these things will crowd your mind and your grave. My advice: get buried in a piano box, if only for the extra room.
What can you expect for the next week? I’m humble enough not to derail the Buzzwords train entirely (unseeables have been going on here for years). I’ll bring you to other’s work, I might create a bit of my own work here, or maybe I’ll sleep through the week and leave you with a series of nonsensical letterssssssssssssssssssssssddddddddddfghjkllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; and hope I roll over to the “Enter” key to get these sad displays posted.
A fan of 3:AM is not necessarily a fan of Caleb J Ross. I understand that. So, I’ll mention my creds, but I’ll be quick with it: this blogtzkrieg caps off my Blog Orgy Tour that has been going since December 14th (yes, 2009…back when things were simpler). For the last month I’ve peppered various blogs with the occasional wit and the oft sales pitches for my recently released fiction chapbook, Charactered Pieces [OW Press]. There. That’s about all the promotion I’ll do. 3:AM deserves more than a whore.
Let’s break the vomit-seal right and get settled in for the rest of the week. More to come.
First posted: Monday, January 11th, 2010.
