It’s 10am and I’m dressed up with my hair and makeup done because I have to take some author photos today for the promotional stuff for the publication process of my chapbook.
I have to do this because I am some sort of dick and most of the photos of me aren’t appropriate because the lighting is terrible or, and this is true of most photos of me, I’m pulling faces every. fucking. photo.
Good call, past self. Good call.
So here I am all dolled up to stand out in the cold and take some artistic photos of my looking brooding and intellectual.
Suffering for my art, I suppose...
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