So, here we are at the very end. This is where things start to get interesting. After six months of bitching and complaining about friends and editors and marketing people, after all that screaming … [Read more...] about The Publish Button, Complete With Sireeeeens
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Our Hero Meets His Match…
Settling in and enjoying the heady aroma of my book burning in the fire pit, I remember I have to call Rob. You know Rob by now, the guy with the sound advice. The guy who actually helps me and wants … [Read more...] about Our Hero Meets His Match…
Self Publishing Becomes Self Loathing…
And so self publishing becomes self loathing... I hate this book. I hate me for ever starting it. I hate every word. All 128,000 stupid, fucking, misspelled, incorrectly punctuated, echoed, passive … [Read more...] about Self Publishing Becomes Self Loathing…
In a mood, what is wrong with me?
Last night I was in a mood, I was looking for it. Looking for trouble. This happens when I'm in a situation I don't like and I'm mad about something totally unrelated to the current situation. I … [Read more...] about In a mood, what is wrong with me?
Snake oil… Step right up! Or, How do we get published, really?
So, adrift, me and the butchered great American novel (see last post), I turn to the source of all of man's accumulated knowledge. As G.W. Bush called it, "The Google." How to get published... I … [Read more...] about Snake oil… Step right up! Or, How do we get published, really?
