(with apologies to Lee Goldberg for stealing his title for blog posts to describe the strange, the obnoxious, the puzzling emails that he gets.)
Have myself a nasty case of eyestrain today — which makes this whole thing interesting — I got about half of a post written, but I can’t read it, so who knows how good it is. Thankfully, I can still make out graphics enough to black out revealing information, so I can tell a little story and still get a post up today. My eldest assures me that I got the graphics right — and he even fixed a typo that I couldn’t see.
Last year I got this email:
I responded (I seem to have sent several emails that day, most of which were overdue, so I didn’t realize that this one wasn’t):
I got the book, didn’t like it at all, posted about it, and then a couple of weeks later, I got this email:
I chose not to reply.
Fast-forward to this week, when I got this from the same author:
Believe it or not, I said I’d be happy to read it — I think there’s a really good chance that I’ll like this one. I really hope I do — I prefer liking things to any alternatives. (and, yeah, it’d be a better ending to the story).