This explains a lot. Jim Barber was her ex-boyfriend (who left his wife for Love right after the wife gave birth to their second child -- nice) and appears to be the producer referred to here. Remember the time Love was arrested for breaking windows at an ex's house, where he was living with Love's ex assistant? Yup. That's our boy! I 'm feeling sorry for Adams, who appears to have been caught up in the unholy afterbirth of a really messy relationship.
Every time I've seen her go off for two hours on Twitter about her FICO score, I've been tempted to enlist the help of @SuzeOrmanShow in the hopes that Ms. Love would stop clogging my feed so damn much. She NEVER stops.
You can totally see there's some heavy chemistry going on between the two of them.
Love can barely hold back. It's as if some strange, irresistible gravity is pulling her lips and bosom towards Mr. Adams.
I find it interesting that sample poems or passages don't appear to be readily available, suggesting that this book largely serves as a commodified celebrity fetish object.
And yes I'm bitter in the course of circulating two collections at the moment.
Because you know you're awesome when your publisher is bragging on CONFESSIONS OF A EX-DOOFUS-ITCHYFOOTED MUTHA and uses an AOL account as its primary means of contact.
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Love can barely hold back. It's as if some strange, irresistible gravity is pulling her lips and bosom towards Mr. Adams.
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Keep fucking that chicken Adams.
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And yes I'm bitter in the course of circulating two collections at the moment.
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Though the auto-blurb suggests the presence of an ass.
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