How strange it is to realize that six months have passed without writing an essay for the internet. The reason is I have discovered that I do not seem to do more than one thing at a time, in this case, focus to write a book and let my mind roam around in the essay process.
This summer I signed a book deal with Random House Crown, with the
manuscript to be delivered May 1, 2006. The book is tentatively titled DRINK, PRAY, FIGHT AND FUCK: Dispatches from the American Class Wars.
Whether such a title will make it onto the shelves at Borders next
summer without asterisks may be a good indicator of how strong a grip
America’s new neocon consciousness still has on freedom of speech.