more proof that i am an intolerable liar is that my novel is finished. it won't be published until later and is more a novella than a novel. because it died this evening. which was always the intention. 'creatively' speaking. I'm also reworking my collection of short stories because i want to remove several of them from the collection, because i make excuses for the them. revised texts aren't always purposeful, but this one has basis. i won't change any existing text. just remove the complete shit and the lazy pretentiousness attached to the original printing. Actually i am not going to do that at all. i'm just going to leave it in the past and not count it as a book. that makes more sense. it's out of print and only a few copies exist anymore anyway. so anyway. citizen trouser will probably happen publishing wise.
