End Results and Solid Beginnings...
Michael Phillips, a.k.a. MJP, a man of many talents, invited me to his house for a little (okay, a lot) of Four Roses Bourbon, and a little (okay a lot) of drunken blather. He's turned it into the latest episode of his podcast, THIS IS NOT A TEST. He's described the episode like this:
"An inebriated "interview" with author and artist Hosho McCreesh. Including discussion of telephones, Hot Pockets, the Guerilla Poetics Project, pre-established familiarity, Four Roses bourbon, apology and explanation, leaving your balls at Disneyland, buying fake purses in Juarez, all jobs are lousy, people who use typewriters are assholes, the shrinking world of the aging, binding books with Admiral Kurtz (a.k.a. Bill Roberts), writing running its course, being stuck on a tiny dust mote in a vast emptiness and lack of preparation."
Listen HERE. I guarantee at least 3 chuckles, a giggle or two, if not one or two out & out guffaws.
Yes, it's been 2 years to the day that THIRST was first unleashed on the unsuspecting world...what a terrific trip it's been! By my measure, a wildly successful book...one I hope you'll check out if you haven't yet jumped in to the drunken doom and redemption it holds!
In other news: I'm 43. I missed my Henry Miller window -- hoping to get my first novel out by 42. But there's still hope...as Chinese Gucci is submitted, and a Rank Stranger is being worked on. Tonight I raise a glass to all the folks who've supported my writing over the years! Like ol' Buddy Guy says, "You all know you make me feel good, don'tcha?"