*Blegh* It's gonna take years to rinse the bad taste from my mouth after that god awful title (I'm lookin' at you, Samael!) What's more, I don't even know how a hand written title has any direct connection to a horrid, rancid mouth taste anyway, but trust me! That taste is there.... Yup... kinda like... ash.... with a hint of... rust... and is that a pinch of sage I'm detecting there? No, wait, just some lunch from earlier....
But you didn't come here to read about my lunch experience (besides that is what my soon to be secondary journal is for, Kitchen'd With Townshend). It's a working title mostly, but-- Oh look at me, derailing as usual. The news I would like to share with you all is that this journal will, in fact, be taking a bit of a new direction in the coming months. Now I know, I know, "But Henry, what about your lovely rantings about the day-to-day humdrum that everybody on Gaia totally expects and demands religiously and faithfully even though most of Gaia is totally dead and barren but totally not your reading fan base because those guys would NEVER abandon you like Eileen did that time at the cliff-side restroom to sit and listen to the delusional monologue's of one James Sunderland right before Eddie walked in and dropped a big ol' pile of crazy right in the stall behind you and totally forgot to flush which is a good thing because he dropped his wallet in there which James totally pulled out and saved but later you mugged and pocketed the cash and Pizza Place rewards card with only 1 slice to go before a full pizza reward but is totally beside the point because NONE OF THAT CALIBER is happening again because your loyal fans are still here to read this...."
And to answer your question, yes, eventually I would be more than happy to fill all of you "actually-still-out-there" fans in on what the hell (see what I did there) has been going on in my life all this time. But for now, Henry has decided to cash in on a little "behind-the-scenes" action. Turns out a lot of people out there don't even know the going's on backstage and on set when those games were being recorded! It takes a lot of effort to pull all this stuff together (I mean you don't even KNOW the real reason behind why Pyramid Head exists!) And it has nothing to do with James's psyche or whatever that lame reason was the director came up with on the spot at the last minute.
But I don't want to spoil anything for you! So I have gladly decided to sacrifice my free time, to the modest tune of royalty fees, to sit through all of the silent hill entries and write up some one on one interview/commentary with the characters and creatures you know and love that you won't want to miss (actually I don't care if you miss it, I mean, legally I am obligated to entice you to want to sit in on this awesome once in a lifetime opportunity to get the real details...)
Now some of you are probably shaking your head thinking, "Gee, Henry is a major sellout. I liked his journal better when he was----" Yea, yea, yea... Look for 48 million, erm I mean modest royalty fees, I'd sell all of my readers to Walter's new Grind N' Go service, which I believe is something comparable to like an on the spot mulch maker.... or was it a mobile paper shredding unit.... I can never remember... But seriously, I think there will be some pretty clever and hilarious moments you won't want to miss from interviews with the likes of Harry Mason, Pyramid Head, Abstract Daddy, Heather Mason, Murphy, Shepard, and so much more!
Yea, so there's totally no royalty fees or contract or anything. Writing these interviews has been EVERYTHING I was up to the last year or so.... Didn't help James kept losing my drafts. He'd store them at that darn hotel and lo and behold Angela would come along and keep catching the basement on fire.... Insurance won't even carry us anymore...
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