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N. Frank Daniels of Bakersfield-based Noveltown talks about the frustrations artists feel when in boxed into the mainstream (Daniels resides in Atlanta): LEVELING: Shitting or Getting Off the Pot - by N. Frank Daniels But it isn't enough. I have been on and off at least five different medications for anxiety in the past three years. Three others for depression. I used to chalk these problems up to my frustration with my stagnating writing career but it's more than that, I'm beginning to realize. I am starting to have the sneaking suspicion that I'd have these same issues even if it were I and not that asshole Dan Brown who'd written the DaVinci Code. Of course, it is much easier to avoid such realizations if one can jet off to a Caribbean island at a moment's notice and then buy said Caribbean island at one's pleasure. But we can't escape what's inside. That stuff in there like one of those chest-bursting aliens from that one Sigourney Weaver movie I can't remember the name of right this minute. Eventually it's going to come out, despite how nice a time it seems you're having at your all-white post-trauma dinner engagement. Yesterday I realized I had to make a choice about the direction in which I need to steer my life. For years now—ever since I got myself clean and started giving a shit about the impact I was having on those around me—I have operated on the assumption that I have very little time, and have gone around slamming my head against a wall like the clichéd chicken sans head, trying to make something BIG happen that would justify the small amount of time I have. HOW TO WIN THE CLAW AND FRIDAY GAME TICKETS:
The Condors are Taking on the Falcons in this year's version of the Highway 99 rivalry. Noveltown is helping out by bring ing Dirty Spanglish to the pre-game festivities. We're giving away 8 playoff tickets and a sponge claw... stop by Paperback Writer for details.
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