I use the term ‘action’ loosely, of course. But you can watch me and the other 599 panelists at the recent NYCC Authors Round Table over at suvudu.com.
The highlight, naturally, is at 5:20 when I stumble in, panting, like a very late jackass.
Ramblings of Jeff Somers, author
You were just arriving fashionably late. Cause you’re like that.
Late, yes. Fashionable? Not since 1991 when there was a bizarre and unexpected concurrence between my taste for old jeans and flannel shirts and the rest of the world. This will likely never happen again, unless fashion decides that the “no pants, stained bathrobe, bottle of homemade liquor” look is “in”
J
Well we’ll just pretend it’s 1991 again then.
Actually, I don’t remember much about 1991. There was beer. That’s about it. So we’ll have a beer and it’ll be 1991.
J