Entry 1455

"I need a fan club," he spoke aloud. As usual no one could hear him but hearing his own voice made him feel as if someone could hear him. Such was the insanity that had pushed him to begin Operation Enduring Digitarti in the first place. "If I had a fan club then the media would take notice of me. Before long I'd be the best known writer in the world."

He sat and stared at his computer for the next several hours as if fans might somehow appear on the monitor. None did.