
Today, well actually for the past few days, I've been a bit depressed. I don't want to go into details but I've been depressed all the same. I was home for lunch when my doorbell rang and a package was sitting on my front porch. It was a package from none other than Chuck Palahniuk himself. I almost screamed with glee. I couldn't believe it. I had almost forgotten about the letter I had written him. Inside, after sifting through the incredibly messy confetti, a treasure was awaiting me. I had told him about Baxter and training him and Chuck sent me a small stuffed dog, a few autographed pictures, some stickers, a few gold plastic coins, crayons, a Pirate coloring book, a Whitman's chocolate sampler, chewing gum, a folding pocket comb, birthday candles and since I'm a new reader to his books, he said that he sent me some cds of him reading his stories while on book tours. I couldn't be happier. And reading his personal letter to me, the letter that he took the time to write after reading mine, talking to me about all of the things I talked to him about, I almost cried. It was such a wonderful feeing to get this package today. I really needed it. And Chuck Palahniuk has made a fan for life.
1 comment:
that package sounds AMAZING.
i want one.
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