with reading the fiction of a non published private individual, and it is that he sometimes will send you stuff that’s unfinished, and the stuff he sends you is so good that it sucks you in, and then you run out of the words he wrote, and while the free ice cream is totally awesome, there is still part of your brain screaming “What happened to the X?” and “When the critters on Y planet go into their mating season, will the Xenobiologists film them bumping uglies and make money blackmailing them later on?” and “when they drill the small hole in the overlarge object will they discover that it’s a cosmic septic tank and a high pressure stream of shit shoots out at them like Joe Dirt”?and you know you’re never going to get those answers unless the author gets off his halfmoons and FINISHES the damned book.

On the other hand, I got to read a way cool book (actually, a couple of them) and YOU DIDN’T!! NYEAH NYEAH!!!