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Call me Jones, Ean’s Ass.

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Thomas; although, most people call me TJ.  And if you’re Ean, you’ve lately taken to calling me Jones, like an English servant (Downton Abbey wuuuut?). Whatever you call me, I’m Ean’s publishing assistant [muddled applause].

Ean drunkenly propositioned me one night this past summer (with the idea to be his publishing assistant).  After thinking it over briefly, I decided that it was just the kind of adventure and randomness that my life needed.  Fast forward a few months, and I am now in the thick of it (literally pulling fuzzies from the thicket of hair on Ean’s face).

So what does a publishing assistant who is addressed by his boss like an early-twentieth century valet do exactly?  Lots of things.  So far I’ve set up lots of accounts–Facebook, Twitter, banking, calendars, email, etc.  I also do correspondence under Ean’s name and my own.  I update and sync our calendars (I really wanted to have an *NSYNC joke here, but alas, my brain can’t think of one this early in the morning).  I set up our fundraising website (go donate, please!)  I’m working on planning the promotional events, which includes a moderate amount of arithmetic during my “free time.”  I’m the official documentarian of this expirement in publishing, doing filming and photography.  I also review the book and copy edit it.  Really, I do pretty much anything that isn’t the actual writing of the book (I haven’t gone on a coffee run yet–fingers crossed!).

So, I’ll be here around the blog posting frequently.  You’ll also see me at all the events, wiping my brow and suppressing a panic attack.  You can follow me on twitter @thjones08.  You can email me at


kickstarter a no go, this time

my book project was just rejected from kickstarter, but i blame myself, a weekend of filming and tweeting, i jinxed it.
i have learned time and again the rule of not counting one’s eggs before they are hatched. countless times that i told people about something new or exciting before it happens it falls through. you would think i would learn or get depressed or something, but no, i glide on happily towards the next time something good is about to happen to me and i ruin it.
i have a great life, regardless of student loans and self-imposed stress, and many great things happen to me daily, but it’s those sure things i just can’t help but gush about that end up falling through.
i worry what this trend means to the fate of the book, but quickly push the worry away and do something useful with my keep improving the book. they say you can spend time talking about a book or you can spend time writing it. in this day and age, i’m banking that you can do both.


funny story, the internet blows at my place and while i was trying to upload this post, i got an error message. the post about how we didn’t get this proposal for kickstarter failed. sometimes you just gotta laugh and thank snoop for screen shots:


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