The Grievers launches today.
Look at its cover. Pull up a chair and pour yourself a tall, cool one. Soak it in. Frame it up on a wall. Make it your skin, your desktop, the background on all your electronics. Your tramp stamp.
Buy yourself a pair of clown gloves and a red balloon. In fact, buy yourself an anthropomorphic dollar sign suit and walk your neighborhood.
I don’t care how you do it, but get this book.
That’s all I really have to say.