What the foot-cheese is happening, my fellow consciousnesses which are bound to hairless ape-bodies that inhabit a space-bound rock which hurls through infinity at horrifying speeds? This is just an afternoon reminder to grab yerselves a copy of Echo! These books start with a buttload of anger which morphs into pew freakin’ pew as well as some magic zappery, but rest assured, they do get increasingly weird. Eventually, they address the whole “why the hell are we flesh-specks hurling through infinity?” question! Also, if you’ve read any of my work, please remember to leave a positive review for it on Amazon. It only takes a minute of your time, and you don’t need to have made a “verified purchase” in order to do it; you only need an Amazon account (in case you read my stuff through Kindle Unlimited or other means). To give you an idea of how amaze-o-mongo positive Amazon reviews are to us indie authors, imagine this: you’re stuck in a formal dinner, where they serve you pale, anemic quantities of food that substitute actual tastiness with some kind of Renoir-caliber aesthetic. You don’t give an F about how much golden ratio or how the alignment of baroque and sinister apply to your Noms, you just want it to be motherfreakin’ tasty! Suddenly, the ceiling crashes inward and you see the culinary savior to end all culinary saviors. He’s a giant NY style pizza slice that drips with the finest cheese, and the just-right amount of sauce. Give thanks and pay obeisance, thralls!
For Cheesus has arrived!
Cheesus would give you a loving look and intone, “Eat of my crust, ye who would desire Real Noms, and be sated, for my cheese and toppings will bless the very essence which commands your bodies.”
Yeah BUDDY! Cheesus would raise his arms, closing his eyes in beatific rapture as you maowed down on his blessed cheesiness. You would instantly feel a sleepy carb-coma rush through your body, and all would be well. See, that feeling of indescribable ecstasy you’d feel when you maowed through ineffable mouthfuls of divine crust and super-melty cheese is EXACTLY what we indie authors feel when we get a positive review on Amazon! So do your favorite indie author (and perennial Man Child) Kent Wayne a super-gasmo favor and leave him a positive review on the ’Zons! Thank you all and have a Good and Chill Night!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂