Dear Future Agent:
ODE TO MY EARWAX is a soon-to-be best-selling memoir about my life written by me. (Kind of like an autobiography only I wrote it.) Complete at 3,500 words (with self-portraits—by me—and a full set of x-rays), ODE TO MY EARWAX chronicles a life of q-tip dependency and the dangerous repercussions (and concussions) from compulsively whacking one's self in the side of the head. Just try it sometime.
I've attached the complete manuscript so you won't be bothered to ask for it. When you make THE CALL tomorrow, don't; I can't hear a damn thing. Only when I whack myself with a q-tip already lodged in my ear does my hearing return—and then only briefly. Maybe I should add a chapter about that... Anyway, DON'T CALL, simply send checks to the address below and get to work on the movie deal.
Future Client,
H. August Hearinghorn