There is an air of the desperado about an author in the weeks before Christmas.
The slithering writer may be seen painfully pursuing sight of a published work in bookshops so they may place it in a more advantageous position, sales wise, going forward.
That way, someone will surely buy a copy.
One hopes.
And perhaps they will, unless a prowling
assistant returns it to alphabetical order in the stacks, whence it came
For myself, I like to make my own display of as many of my eight published books as I can find on the shelves.
Once arranged to my satisfaction, I ostentatiously shoot pictures of the display on my phone camera.
This to impress the passing intelligentsia with how important the work by this author is in the world of letters, and semi colons.
Much of this is smoke and mirrors and nothing at all to do with writing a book.
But a book is not written until it is read.
And that person must be an unrelated buyer.
For myself, I like to make my own display of as many of my eight published books as I can find on the shelves.
Once arranged to my satisfaction, I ostentatiously shoot pictures of the display on my phone camera.
This to impress the passing intelligentsia with how important the work by this author is in the world of letters, and semi colons.
Much of this is smoke and mirrors and nothing at all to do with writing a book.
But a book is not written until it is read.
And that person must be an unrelated buyer.
Else.
It's all for nothing, this typing of words.
It's all for nothing, this typing of words.
The neophyte believes that to write a book is sufficient.
A publisher who has taken the work and made it their own with suitable branding and hoopla will take care of the child book as it would one of its own.
This, the new writer believes with reckless enthusiasm.
Alas, for ambition.
A publisher who has taken the work and made it their own with suitable branding and hoopla will take care of the child book as it would one of its own.
This, the new writer believes with reckless enthusiasm.
Alas, for ambition.
For modern publishers behave as if making a
physical book from the mishmash of words and perambulating punctuation is
sufficient.
Not for them the tacky selling of this latest addition to their publisher's list.
No.
If a bookseller somehow hears about the title and contacts the publisher they will send a copy to the store for collection by the aspirant reader.
And so, the desperado author is born.
Not for them the tacky selling of this latest addition to their publisher's list.
No.
If a bookseller somehow hears about the title and contacts the publisher they will send a copy to the store for collection by the aspirant reader.
And so, the desperado author is born.
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