for anyone who still checks this blog

Basically, I'm talking to you Irem. The best supporter I've ever had, excluding my very first Dr. Wan. I write to say I have not given up. I believe literature is dead but is capable of being revived. I'm drunk and hard at work approaching all angles (all that I can tolerate approaching). I'll figure something out, I'll figure out a way to get my new book out there. I may be inebriated but I will wake up with a headache and nothing else. No regret. Fuck rejection. Fuck everyone who has dismissed hope of more culture-changing poetry. Literature is dead but will never cease to impact our lives. I'm not desperate, I'm just hanging on for dear life like the rest of them.