Check out this video about self-publishing from my new hero, Mr. Darryl Sloan.
“The real judge of you as an author is not these editors, it’s your readers.”
“Self publishing is the salvation of the publishing industry.”
–Darryl Sloan
http://darrylsloan.wordpress.com/2008/10/19/a-positive-perspective-on-self-publishing/
I had to check in the Novelty Inc. vender at the store yesterday. One of the products he was taking back was a container of “Election Pens.” As we counted them for credit, he said, in a rather surprised manner:
“More McCain pens sold than Obama pens. Are there more Republicans up here than Democrats?”
A customer who’d been looking on–a guy in his mid-forties who travels over two hours a day, round trip, to work in a mill several towns over–snorted and answered:
“Nope. But only the Republicans can afford to waste $4.99 on a fucking pen.”
I had to check in the Novelty Inc. vender at the store yesterday. One of the products he was taking back was a container of “Election Pens.” As we counted them for credit, he said, in a rather surprised manner:
“More McCain pens sold than Obama pens. Are there more Republicans up here than Democrats?”
A customer who’d been looking on–a guy in his mid-forties who travels over two hours a day, round trip, to work in a mill several towns over–snorted and answered:
“Nope. But only the Republicans can afford to waste $4.99 on a fucking pen.”
I’m not talking about the heartbreaking loss of my beloved Red Sox to the team-that-shall-not-be-named, nor to the horrifying possiblity that Mr. Jason Varitek–now officially a free agent–may not be back with the Sox next year (please, please please sign the man, Theo).
No, I’m talking about Waiting For Spring‘s serialization at Sid Leavitt’s Readers and Writers Blog. That’s right…the final two chapters were posted there yesterday.
I can’t begin to express my gratitude to Sid for giving Waiting For Spring such a fine home alongside so many amazing books, short stories, and poems. He announced yesterday that he’s taking a temporary break from posting new entries after next week, but the site will remain up, along with “The Works” library. (Check it out: Non Fiction, Fiction, Poetry.) Waiting For Spring will remain there as well should you wish to read it.
In the meantime, also posted this week: chapters 18 and 19 of Ann M. Pino’s Steal Tomorrow.
…’cause I don’t want to talk about it today…
I’m not talking about the heartbreaking loss of my beloved Red Sox to the team-that-shall-not-be-named, nor to the horrifying possiblity that Mr. Jason Varitek–now officially a free agent–may not be back with the Sox next year (please, please please sign the man, Theo).
No, I’m talking about Waiting For Spring‘s serialization at Sid Leavitt’s Readers and Writers Blog. That’s right…the final two chapters were posted there yesterday.
I can’t begin to express my gratitude to Sid for giving Waiting For Spring such a fine home alongside so many amazing books, short stories, and poems. He announced yesterday that he’s taking a temporary break from posting new entries after next week, but the site will remain up, along with “The Works” library. (Check it out: Non Fiction, Fiction, Poetry.) Waiting For Spring will remain there as well should you wish to read it.
In the meantime, also posted this week: chapters 18 and 19 of Ann M. Pino’s Steal Tomorrow.
…’cause I don’t want to talk about it today…
There’s been a dramatic increase in the number of hits my blog is getting recently. Is it my sparkling wit? My lovely profile pic? Is Waiting For Spring finally bringing me widespread fame?
Nope. It’s that damned hippie sheep.
I started this blog back in January of 2006 as a fun outlet, shortly before I started writing WFS. My first post was not a typical introductory post, but rather a silly commentary about Shrek, the hippie sheep from New Zealand. Looking back, it actually screams “This is me!” in a way a “My name is…I live in…my hair is brown…” affair ever could have done. You can read it here.
For whatever reason, there has been a dramatic increase in interest in this sheep recently, and My Friend Google is leading searchers to my humble blog. It made me curious about the little guy. I wondered if something had happened to him. Another haircut, an accident, maybe a drug arrest. But no. There’s nothing new. I guess some things just have timeless appeal…
R.J. Keller 