Today, to celebrate hitting the blogger’s millennium, I made the ridiculously stupid decision to let Edpool have a YouTube platform. He consequently produced this fucking masterwork of literary criticism.
This is a thing that actually happened.
I don’t know, I had a laugh about this and I hope you do too. There are obviously way more wrinkles to iron out than there are flat pieces of metaphorical material to admire. If I want to do this more regularly I will need to improve in a lot of places. Picture quality is as good as it’s going to get unless I buy more gear, same goes for sound quality which I think is pretty poor. But oh well.
I had a lot of fun, and independent authorial readings and general commentary is something I can do with – as I think I have just demonstrated – absolutely no preparation or rehearsal or scripting. I already have a second chapter of Lucas’s to read out and I’m looking forward to doing it.
 Or even classically-published authors, I think I could rip them apart just as well. And of course I’ll have to do my own chapters / chapter segments as well. Hmm.
Don’t know if the Jedi robe will always stay but it was cold this morning. I have a series of hats I can wear. But I think it has to be Edpool. He’s just less inhibited.