I’ve complained about Twitter’s 140-character limit for long enough. It’s time to dive in and type ’till I get carpal tunnel syndrome. I’m not what you’d call an early adopter, and the pool of Me-Me-Me blogs is pretty crowded at this point. I’ll do my best to keep this from becoming a “same shit, different site”.
I’m a father, sales professional, writer, and overall creative person. Though I’m no expert in anything, I have 40+ years experience in making people laugh and that’s got to count for something. Is there a Nobel Prize for Humor? There should be.
Finding a literary agent, much less a publisher, has been more difficult than I’d expected. The process feels very much like a cart before the horse kind of thing: Build an audience of thousands as an “author”, and then we’ll tell you if what you’ve written is worth the ink. Truth be told, when I pass a store selling volumes of cat poetry, it makes me want to set my book on fire and move on.
One thing I’ve found amusing is an internet full of fakesperts – people almost as new to this shit as I am, but happy to sell some advice for $9.99. Welcome to beyourownboss.com.
But I’m in the pool now, and while the water’s cold, I’ll adjust soon enough. My goal is to swim fast, swim strong, and not the same direction as the masses.