This isn’t one of those sites that inspires or educate, except in an unintentional, reverse-barometer sort of way. Through a meta-fictional lens of postmodern life, Unpublished Guy comes to terms with his broken family, mid-life crisis sex life, and his aging body. Whether the world really needs yet another old, straight, self-indulgent, white guy with nothing new to say is immaterial. What is important is that Unpublished Guy can bask in a glow of self-importance that props up his fragile self esteem.
If you are the sort that slows down to get a good view of a car accident, now would be a good time to tap the brakes. Unpublished Guy will be updating this blog with posts published somewhere between daily and annually.