from the hospital for a few minutes to do some vital jobs,
like announce that I am (at last) Daddy to a heartbreakingly
beautiful baby girl, Finlay Jo Barry.
Here are her vital statistics: she is
3.36kg (7lb 7oz), was born at 9:19AM on August 27th,
has the sweetest, most intoxicating smell ever, and likes
it when you stroke her hair.
I am, genuinely, the luckiest guy in the world. I get to go
back to her now.
Still nothing! It’s incredible. It’s like waiting for a
toaster to pop. Of course, the second I stop staring at Jen’s
belly, she’ll have the kid.
Of blurbs and blogs:
You’re right. You’re right! I shouldn’t give away
Company’s first plot twist on the back of the book.
I’ve written a new blurb that doesn’t, and I think it’s a big improvement.
If it gets through the publisher, I’ll post it here. Thanks for the feedback.
I think this is the first time I’ve altered a book based on what you
guys told me. So it’s an occasion! Soon I’ll be putting up polls to
choose between plots, and then it’s a short stop to accepting
anonymous contributions and stapling them together while I sip margaritas
on the deck of a Pacific cruise ship.
I finished my Syrup screenplay draft! I think it rocks. Not
that I’m biased or anything. I don’t
know what the producers think yet.
A Chat with Max:
with me up on
of interest if you’re a writer, or I take my eyes off Jen’s
belly and end up spending all my time feeding, bathing, and entertaining
a newborn instead of posting new blogs.