It's that time of year when I link to this story.
Which means it's that time of year when I ask if you might be able to donate a little money for breast cancer research. And to bribe you into giving money, I run a little.
But I know I do this every year. And because it keeps happening—and will keep happening for a while—I know you get a little fatigued by it.
So this year, let's have some additional bribes. Here's what we'll do.
I have a fairly small goal this year. $600. If I manage to make that goal, I'll go out with my Holgaroid:
and take a photo for everyone who donated. (And, as loathe as I am to do this, I'm going to ask that you at least donate $5 to be eligible. $5 is not bad, right?)
UPDATE : Due to film cost, though, I think I need to cap this to the first 12 donations. Sorry.
If I break $600—even by a dollar—I'll have a hardcover copy of A Jello Horse printed and everyone who donated will be entered into a drawing for it.
If I break $800, I'll have a hardcover copy of The Moon Tonight Feels My Revenge printed and everyone who donated will be entered into a drawing for it.
If I break $1000, after the 5K, I will run the additional 5 miles home.
(Friends—if you would like to offer to donate another prize for this, please drop me a line.)
I would not be a published author right now if it weren't for a specific person. That person died very young. Breast cancer. So, once a year, I run.