I’m reading this Sunday at a bar on Crescent Street. Not by myself, because that would be unbelievably awful, but with a bunch of other writers. I’m going to read a chapter from Jones. That’s what the new project is called. It’s still in first draft mode. Half way through the first draft. Meaning the stuff I read may be awful – and it may not even make it into the final version, at least definitely not in the state it’s in right now. But fuck it, this is what I’m going to read. I’ve been reading from Waiting for the Man for 9 months now. Time for a change. If you’re in Montreal, hope to see you there!
I bet it’ll be cold. Because Montreal.
