The Evil Twin Theory

Canadian moves to New York City to seek fortune as a songwriter. Hijinks and culture shock ensue.
(Note: This was my previous blog, which ran in this form (but with a different template) for the better part of five years. For my current whereabouts, go to tonyhightower.com.)

Saturday, August 17, 2002

THE REIGN OF KING ELVIS THE FIRST
Yesterday was the big day for my book.

Not that I'm close to finishing it, or even a draft. Ha ha ha ha, oh goodness gracious me, no. The patience thing is the hardest part of writing something this big, but that's not why today is such a big deal.

Yesterday, August 17, 2002, was the climactic day in the book.

Back in November when I made my first pass at this sucker, I was really hoping it would be finished by now. But then the record got in the way, and then I had to move, and, and and and, but anyway, now that I'm back into it, it's a big deal.

Yes, it involves Elvis. Of course it involves Elvis. The vast majority of my life is the way it is because of Elvis. I would have had to look somewhere else for the kind of bravado he showed, and all my other heroes got it from him too, so I don't know what I'd do without him in my past.

And I'm hoping the book I'm writing does the magnitude of what he meant to me justice in ways this post never could.