Ask a silly question

Have you got a poem in a new book soon to be pub­lished by Chris East and Cath­er­ine Maskell and their Bur­eau de Books? Well, funny you should ask, but yes, yes I have. Who are the other far more illus­tri­ous writers that I’ll find between its cov­ers? There are people I’ve heard of — such as Ani Smith, J.A. Tyler, Jimmy Chen, Sam Pink, Greg Gerke, Ben Brooks, Jes­sica May­bury, Crispin Best, and Chris and Cath­er­ine them­selves — and people I’ve not heard of, which is always the best kind of mix. What’s the book called? It’s called Ques­tions About Life and Shit. Why is it called that? Because the title of every piece is a ques­tion. So is that why you’ve chosen this pain­fully tedi­ous format for a post about it? Yes, that’s right. Are you bored of it now? Yes, I am very bored. Are you going to stop soon? In a moment, yes. But you’ve got to ask me the final two ques­tions. Oh, do I have to? Yes, you do. So when will this book be avail­able? In Octo­ber. And how can I buy it? Go to the Bur­eau de Books site and pre-order the delight­ful volume for just five crisp Eng­lish pounds. Will they ship it to [insert far-flung coun­try of res­id­ence]? Yes, the price includes world­wide ship­ping for any­one who lives in the wide world. Will my pur­chase raise money to save a cute little rab­bit from a cruel and unusual death meted out by a heart­less farmer beat­ing it over the head with a spade? Abso­lutely guar­an­teed, yes. So are you telling me that if I want to save a poor inno­cent rabbit’s life, I need to buy a copy of this book? Yes, I am. But what if I hate rab­bits? Oh, fuck off.