Will awakens on this attractive morning ready to shape up his concept for "Self Deprecation" and send it to the hit list he's built over the years for capitalizing his projects. It's still dark before sunrise but the brightness of his 40" monitor/flat screen is equal to the light swirling in his mind whenever he gets this excited about ideas.

Self Deprecation

A tell all from an undistinguished, not famous person whose first 6 decades include statutory, allegory, history, theory, inflammatory,and perfunctory elements of living in the material world. This is not Chase and Sanborn stuff and the lessons learned can't be compressed into 5 or 6 bullet points

The targeted readers come from a blend of self-helpers, harlequin romancers, silent-but-stupified discoverers and left-handers with a propensity to hump often.

These gatherers of life's meaning don't wait in line for the doors to open but will endure pages of misdirection and pending disaster with unfeigned anticipation of the reveal. Globally we're talking about 44 to 49% of sexually active literate primates.

The sections are 1) baby bronsky 2) diddle the neighbor 3) kindergarten naps with benefits 4) my first 2nd base 5) not too late to fellate me 6) what was I thinking? 7) office bevies (AKA beauties/damsels 8) premature nuptial 9) say see bone 10) show me the bridge I can leap from 11) too many hustles 12) romance - you long for romance? 13) Rio rhymes with Romeo 14) here's the point

The competing works in this genre are too numerous to list. It's not about competition for buyers; it's more about those fortunates destined to trip over this affirmation that true love is waiting for all.

It will last for about 200 pages, and will take 6 to 47 months to complete (kidding . . . it's already done except for the text).

Do I hear 300 grand? baby grand? Life's so grand?