Doubt anyone else, but Feta.
Gus is raging.
The time is now.
The updates will be here, and the timing will be clear.
“The book” – is being published in the next 7-14 days. All ISBN information, and administrative functions have been cleared.
The “discussions” with other parties is no longer going to prevent me from completing my personal goal and intentions. Editors, publishers, agents…this is my arena, and I am tired of waiting to be told what and how to do it, sacrificed for the pittance of some time that needs to manifest itself on your calendar repeatedly to prove you have prestige in that position on the wheel.
You know where I am, the book will be out there.
Fucking Gus. One “crazy” man who always believed the grass was orange, it was any colour he wanted it to be. He had a plan. It was all so simple, it seemed. Take the millions made, find new wealth and excess and create a magical marijuana operation. It was beyond criminal. It was life threatening, and life changing. The wild and drug fueled world of Gus and his associates, his family, his enemies – the life of a brother is lost, logical illusions crumble as paradox is crucified and marijuana is hung for treason while Gus reasons and has to fight to not only save his family, but in fact, himself and humanity.
This is no longer a testing pattern.
The grass is fucking orange.
Come play in it.
It won’t bite.