Well, well. Neil Rubin or somebody at The Freep must have heard me crabbing about the amount of space given to Jimmy Doom a couple of days ago as Rubin and The Freep have published a sort of follow-up to the Doom story…

That early morning “cemented my resolve,” Doom says, to keep churning out fiction, exercising his mind and fingers for as long as his imagination will allow. […] Or, until he goes broke and has to become “the worst employee Jeff Bezos ever had.”

The problem with being an author is the same as the problem with being an actor, and probably a painter or a tuba player: it seems like 5% of the people make 90% of the money.

Here’s a recent one for ya, I don’t think Jimmy’ll mind…Drained.

By the way, Jimmy says hello!

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