Thank you, Russell Gayer, for so shamelessly exposing your favourite dilettante yesterday!
But then, Russell has never shied away from exposing himself, so I suppose turnabout is fair play, as they say. That is to say, Russell has no problem airing his unmentionables for public consumption.
Oh, dear, this is coming out all wrong! It’ll all make sense if you just CLICK HERE and see Russell’s announcement — along with some, ahem, brief excerpts from his upcoming collection of humourous stories and essays. Russell would love your feedback on the possible cover art presented there, and as this whole blog blast is about my cover art, I figure it’s only appropriate, darlings, that you go and help Russell out with his decision. People always say “don’t judge a book by its cover” but a catchy cover certainly doesn’t hurt when it comes to getting someone to pick it up and give it a try.
I discovered Russell during Friday Fictioneers, and his takes on the prompts always bring a smile to my face. Russell is a classical humourist — you can tell he was raised on a steady diet of Looney Tunes, Tom & Jerry, and ’70s sitcoms. His observations on the absurd crack me up, and nobody knows their way around a pun like Russell — you know — puns so intentionally bad that you can’t help but groan and laugh and then say “Please, sir, can I have some more?” like a certain Dickensian street urchin (no, not Penny — the actual quintessential Dickensian street urchin, Oliver Twist).
Oh, and regarding my earlier quips involving the suggestion of nudity and impropriety — Russell assures me that he has never exposed himself to anyone. On purpose.
Thank you again, Russell, for sharing your humour, your time, and your love of Hasenpfeffer.
Your favourite dilettante,