Chinchilla Spout.

I'm fairly much resigned to the fact that I'm never going to get published. However, as a starving un-artist, I would greatly appreciate anyone's donations to my wish-I-could-afford-to-be-a-starving-artist fund. Perhaps one day, I'll write something of substance, but so far, rejection has been my reality.

There are many who write better than I. Who pen things with greater umph, and better charisma.

So instead.

I'm going to re-name my blog.

To something more suitable, and less worrisome. Getting booked feels like someone is going to throw one in jail.

Instead, it's probably going to be something different. When I can think of it.