You're nobody until somebody disses you via a vanity publisher
Oh my gawd! Somebody actually hates me! I'm devastated
Word on the street has it that a former friend of mine will soon be publishing a 170 page book through a small Canadian vanity press with a collection of letters that he has written over the past 8 or so years here in Japan.
Apparently I cop a right wallopping and I have even been assigned a codename, which I am very happy to announce is, "Hyatt". I would like to think that it is because I have a lot of class, but it is more likely to be because of The Epicurean's obsession with the Hyatt hotel chain (Platinum 6 years in a row baby). I don't want to complicate matters for our budding author friend but I have recently expanded my horizons to the Marriott.
Rest assured that as soon as The Epicurean gets his manicured little hands on a copy of this "novel" I will post the relavant details here.
In the meantime, click below to read a little story that I wrote a few years ago about an event that I suspect was the beginning of the end of the abovementioned freindship
My side of the story