Jeff has decided he wants to spend the next year or so bombing around the country in an old van, just blasting heavy metal and throwing out beat-downs to anyone who crosses him. Also, Jeff’s favorite cereal is Crispix.
What is your book about? Please provide a description.
It is less a book and more a tome. This tome stands as chronicle to humanities relationship with that which he doth not understand, e.g. the Great Beyond. The Dead Janitors Club speaks as a meditation on the weight of the author's soul, contrasted against the worth of those who fell before him. Wouldn't that be hilarious if instead of typing "him" at the end there, I accidentally typed "ham"? There that pretty much sizes up the entirety of the work.
How long have you been at work on this book?
2 years spent in tireless toil of searching out the nature of mankind's folly. 2 years wasted, damnit.
How did the idea originate?
My boss actually pitched it to me, not knowing that it would serve as a document to our collective foibles.
Did the book entail any unusual writing habits or places?
I write completely naked, always have always will.