Writing is hard work. Heard that a time or two. Nothing I've learned in the last five years produced even an angstrom-unit-sized bit of data in contradiction. It is hard work, right up until you get to the friggle-frackin' marketing. Then as far as I'm concerned, there's a new definition for "hard work." Plus, it is such a distasteful activity . (Aside to professional marketing types. I am not insulting you, honest. I am just saying I am not as good at marketing as you extraordinarily talented people are, and if you buy my book, I love you, no kidding)
When I was finishing up The Ensign Locker, My One and Only Squeeze walked into the Man Cave and asked what I was going to do to get the thing published. I told her I'd been listening to people talk about how hard it was to get a publisher, how hard it was to sell if you self-published, and that I'd decided to not even try either. I was just going to write stories and leave them.
"If the actuarial tables play out for you and me," she says smiling sweetly, "I'll live a year longer than you. I'll bury you with your stories beside you in the casket."
Which of course put things into a different perspective. Writing is hard work. It's labor pain, but of course me being a goober guy, what do I know, which of course is not enough argument to stop me writing about it. Anyway, after giving birth to a book, I want it gone. I want it to move out of the house, you know?
So, even though marketing makes me feel like a self-pimping person of easy virtue, I'm doing it.
Buy the book and I will love you, no kidding.
Thank God the politicians have the seventh level
John Zerr is the author of four novels, The Ensign Locker, Sundown Town Duty Station, Noble Deeds, and The Happy Life of Preston Katt.
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