Dear Publishing Industry,
Shalom.
Any chance you cozy, backslapping motherfuckers could stop giving Jonah Lehrer money? I got a book in me, and it will be be: (A) not stolen; and (B) not boring.
Or you can give the drowsy fabulist another contract.
Sincerely,
TotD
i think if you read the inscription there…..”Dear ToTD……..Jolson….bath tub gin……per diem….Floradora Girls………put the screws to Knopf…..Duesenberg……mashing”
I’m not bitter, either.