I live for my evenings. At the end of the day there’s nothing better than sitting down with my wife, turning on the latest true-crime documentary, and scarfing down an entire Crumbl Cookie.
So thank you, Crumbl Cookies, for this Pavlovian response I reward myself with every time I write more than 1000 words (or, honestly, just make it to the end of the day.)1 You’ll be happy to know that you’ve contributed to the production of a pretty great novel. My novel.
Taking place over the course of a year, this story follows the life of Kurt Baker—a nobody who makes a living selling drugs to other nobodies in the college town of Sego Valley. There’s nothing more he wants from life. In fact, he never knew it was possible to want more, until he starts dating Verona. As a promising, young student artist, Verona pulls Kurt into her brightly colored world and just might save him from himself. However, there’s someone watching Kurt, following him wherever he goes.
Why?
You’ll have to read to find out.
But, since blurbs are not always the best representation of what you’re getting yourself into, I’ll put it another way. Still Life of Desert Animals is what you might get if you forced Bret Easton Ellis to write The Stranger (my apologies to Bret.) Think American Psycho with less blood. If that’s what you’re into (or even if it isn’t), I recommend you check it out.
Still Life will be published as a serialized novel, right here on The Spittoon. And, since we’re all busy people, each section will be released at a bi-monthly cadence—once every two weeks (starting next week.) No need to worry about falling behind. In fact, no need to worry at all. The novel will remain hosted here for the foreseeable future.
Unless Crumbl wants to get into the publishing business.
Note, this is not a paid advertisement…but it could be. The ball is in Crumbl’s court.
And the novel also
That is an excellent pitch for the cookie company