But I am here. And so are you.
I am a little behind on my projected release date for my second novel and for that I apologize profoundly. If there is something that I learned from the first publishing experience it is that an unfinished/unpolished book is a blemish as a writer that is hard to recover from. This time I won't release it until I am completely ready in spite of my failed attempts to stay on a certain schedule.
I am pretty sure smart phones should be called stupid phones. They aren't really that smart yet. I was texting and driving the other day (I know bad and I am not proud of this or condoning this sort of behavior in any form or fashion) ...but I am telling you this is a very inconvenient discovery to make while you are trying to drive and send coordinates to another individual all at the same time. I am trying to type Chillicothe, and automatically it starts jumping to conclusions about what it is I am trying to express. "Yeah, I just left...Columbia......Chicago......Chile...I am getting frustrated because I want it to pick the right damn city so I can auto move on to my next sentence....and finally after entering five letters it figures out what I meant and I have literally never typed any of those words onto my phone in any text format EVER.
I want to throw this damn thing out the window some day. But you know what they say, don't let baby out with the bath water, or something like that. I don't know what that statement really means or how it pertains to my stupid phone. The thing drives me crazy.
Just so you know, I am two days removed from my addiction to texting while driving. I won't do it any more because I realized that all that really matters in this world is our "footprint" so to speak on the world at large....and I don't want to be that person that accidentally slams into a family of five head on because of something that could have been totally prevented.
Maybe I should be called stupid, like the stupid phone....
I will let you make that decision (as if you haven't already), but regardless, it is important to remember that at every juncture in this reality we are given the opportunity to change our future. And repeating mistakes is anti evolutionary at the very core, so the sooner we learn from our mistakes, the better...and better late than never.
Friday, August 30, 2013
Friday, August 16, 2013
In all seriousness.
I am working out the details on the book tour. I have also started a website that I will be running my blogs and book sales through, all while documenting the release of my second novel and the cross country bike tour to promote the book immediately thereafter.
I will no longer be relying on any assistance other than that which I generate through book sales. So help me afford my next meal and make sure to buy one or all of the following: my first book, hardback and on Kindle, a soon to be released audiobook for the Cave and the Code, and then my second novel, which I hope to have followed up by a third novel shortly thereafter.
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I will no longer be relying on any assistance other than that which I generate through book sales. So help me afford my next meal and make sure to buy one or all of the following: my first book, hardback and on Kindle, a soon to be released audiobook for the Cave and the Code, and then my second novel, which I hope to have followed up by a third novel shortly thereafter.
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Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Have you missed me?
This is my first blog entry in like a hot minute so please excuse me if I am a little rusty. And I am not talking about a rusty trombone, although I did play one like a bad mother lover in high school..not that you pervert. I was literally in the trombone section, and the instrument I was given was a rusty POS.
Rusty Bellies, the point where all this rusty business is going, was a really nice place to eat in Tarpon Springs. It was Thursday evening, all the seniors were out (isn't that what Southern Florida is?) in numbers. Being that there were no phillies in the crowd, my mind raced and paced and panted and twerked, back and forth over and over again trying to figure out where to go with this damn second novel.
I tell you, the son of a bitch has been maddening. I do not wish being a writer upon anyone. It is torturous, trying to keep story lines coherent and your voice interesting all while trying to appeal to some retard you don't even know.
I will get the book done shortly, that I promise. I will also be releasing an audio book on-line soon. That is for the lazy motherfuckers who don't like to read or can't read good or for the people who just have too much money and they want to support a brother's cause.
I am also toying with an idea, which involves a lot of bicycling....It's called a book tour, yeah, even gypsy writers got to get the word out. These things don't just market themselves. You actally have to do something!
I might be making my great bicycle trek sooner than I had anticipated. That is all for now.
Rusty Bellies, the point where all this rusty business is going, was a really nice place to eat in Tarpon Springs. It was Thursday evening, all the seniors were out (isn't that what Southern Florida is?) in numbers. Being that there were no phillies in the crowd, my mind raced and paced and panted and twerked, back and forth over and over again trying to figure out where to go with this damn second novel.
I tell you, the son of a bitch has been maddening. I do not wish being a writer upon anyone. It is torturous, trying to keep story lines coherent and your voice interesting all while trying to appeal to some retard you don't even know.
I will get the book done shortly, that I promise. I will also be releasing an audio book on-line soon. That is for the lazy motherfuckers who don't like to read or can't read good or for the people who just have too much money and they want to support a brother's cause.
I am also toying with an idea, which involves a lot of bicycling....It's called a book tour, yeah, even gypsy writers got to get the word out. These things don't just market themselves. You actally have to do something!
I might be making my great bicycle trek sooner than I had anticipated. That is all for now.
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