Yes, this is the date of the the first Evil Editor blog post, in 2006. Which means I'm 20 years older than I was when it started. In fact, I'm probably older than the guy in this picture:
Thanks to this blog, I rarely see Evil Jr., partly because a. He resents the fact that I spent more time with the blog than with him while he was growing up, and partly because b. He lives 3000 miles away, mostly because c. See a.
Anyway, there's nothing in the query queue, so I'm taking a vacation from this, one that may be permanent. I'll still be posting Trump comic strips (link in sidebar). And working on my own writing projects for a change. (I gotta figure out why agents don't like my query.) I'll also post some of the old EE films and comics here, but I'll leave this post at the top.
Oh, and I need to clear my shelves of unsold Evil Editor books at bargain prices, details tomorrow.
Oh, and I need to clear my shelves of unsold Evil Editor books at bargain prices, details tomorrow.
5 comments:
Congratulations EE on 20 years of supporting aspiring writers to understand why a career serving coffee might offer them a more stable income stream. You rock! I discovered your blog in 2012 and I'm STILL unpublshed. Thanks for the laughs aong the way.
It's been a great 20 years! I and many others will regret not having new content (and miss getting our queries in front of someone willing to tell us where we went wrong)
Thanks for the time and effort you put into this blog. And I really hope you can repair the relationship with Evil Jr. I’m sure he knows that his dad has a great sense of humor.
Sometimes my brain makes me forget this blog exists because of the devastating trauma associated with querying agents, but I'm so glad I remembered today. Congrats on 20 years!
It really does seem like everyone was writing a novel circa 2008, and I often wonder why 2020 didn't produce the same strange hope and vigor among the unpublished. Hopefully you'll keep posting query critiques as the queries trickle in.
And don't let Evil Jr. discourage you. He chose to make that move, not you!
May the unacknowledged writers of tomorrow hail the king of the Give Bugle mindset — and may they forever sport the matching pants and nutcrackers. Also: please may baby seals never die, and all squirrels be slain horribly. That's probably cool for the 20th ANYTHING.
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