December 17th, 2008


Oi Vey, I am not so smart

So i found out who my French publisher was, and I promptly googled it so I could go to their website.

Aproximately 3.5 seconds later, I realized that was the DUMBEST THING EVER, because duh, the website is in french and I didnt understand a word.

Oh well.

Anywho, rather then simply tell you how stupid I am,  here is a real live teaser for you! 

The first boy I ever liked, Steven Goode, was really into cars. He’d received a junky ’72 Chevelle for his sixteenth birthday, and spent six months rebuilding it. Everyone in school knew about it because Steven had it towed into auto shop. Half the guys at Lincoln City High worked on the Chevelle at one time or another, until every piece was as good as new.  

After it was complete,  Steven cruised up and down the streets around our school and down by the ocean, one arm hanging out the door, that adorable lop-sided grin never leaving his face.

Then I killed him.