Raphael Lee Cass, Byron Bay
You people are fantastic! Yes, that is my fingerprint on page 13 (November 20). I can’t wait for the first edition of the Echobook.
To see my life in print is imperative and I’m sure every reader will be overjoyed to have access to it. My stories of course are better than everybody else’s – and stories like over-development, council and potholes can fit on the Backlash page with all the ads.
People stare at me, fascinated, whenever I share my wonderful tales. And that story about my neighbour’s sister-in-law’s cat, the one that sat on a piano keyboard and played an etude from Chopin, well that cat used to belong to that woman who sold flowers in Jonson Street in 1996. You know her? She had long blonde hair and wore a blue sarong. Maybe it was 1986. It was the year after… no, no it was 1996.
But um, well… I need to show readers the eggs I had for breakfast and the cute shots of me wearing my beaut shorts in the bathroom. Maybe that could go on page 3 of the 23,200 copies of my stories?
Now, the week after? Just stay with me, I reckon stories of me is all Byron’s literary elite need. Congratulations Echo!