I have a headache. It’s called promotion.

Holy crapola, Batman, is the worldweirdweb a confusing place.

I’m doing some promo for my September release, and getting stuff ready for my media liaison (my title, I don’t know what else to call her) at Berkley. So I go looking for promotional opportunities, and where in the past, they were extremely limited, now the explosion has resulted in little fragments of my gray matter everywhere. Meaning; I’m confused, and it’s terminal.

Okay, so some people I know say

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Reality TV.

There, I’ve admitted it. I watch Big Brother, I get excited when

A few letters and whammo, change of meaning!

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