When I Peak, I’m Going to Peak So Hard Everyone in Philadelphia Will Feel It
I got into the Tin House writer’s conference. I can’t tell if it’s a big deal because a lot of good writers I know got into it, or if it’s a standard rung in the ladder because a lot of good writers I know also got into it.
My latest fear this week is that I’ve peaked with my Post article. But I decided that instead of doing the clichéd talking about quitting and becoming either barefoot and preggers or a bartender, I’m going to take it one step further: I’m going to become a pregnant bartender. Maybe a hot pregnant bartender. Watch out for www.hotpregnantbartender.blogspot.com.
