The Draft

The NFL draft is this week.  Only three hundred players will be selected.  It reminds me of the writing conference.  Eight agents and four hundred writers looking for an agent.  Maybe one or two writers will find an agent.  I’m one of the few lucky writers to have an agent, but I tend to forget that.

Optimism

“Anybody who writes a book is an optimist. First of all, they think they’re going to finish it. Second, they think somebody’s going to publish it. Third, they think somebody’s going to read it. Fourth, they think somebody’s going to like it. How optimistic is that?”–Margaret Atwood

Spring Fun Sprung

The grass is turning green.  The crab apples are blooming.  It’s finally spring in Wisconsin, but it could snow next week. Only in Wisconsin!

This Saturday I will go to the mall to see my best friend Amber for an hour when she brings her Forensics team to visit Madison.  An hour doesn’t seem that long to people, but each minute with Amber is precious to me.  I will tease her.  We will buy a Mother’s Day card for my Mom.  She will take it with her and mail it in May.  We will walk around a bit before going our separate ways.  I will tell her that I love embarrassing her in front of her students, but I don’t care.  I will go home savoring our time together.

Publishers

An author’s life is certainly interesting.  My publisher wants twenty-five hundred dollars for the covers and the words to all of my three books when my agent asked for the book rights back.  I only make three hundred dollars a year, and I have only made eighty dollars from royalties in fifteen years.  I have given my publisher at least two thousand dollars to buy books, e-books, etc. My publisher claims that they have put thousand of dollars in my books.  America Star Books have done absolutely nothing for their over priced and unedited books that are not even in bookstores.  They used disabled authors making me feel small and insignificant.  If I didn’t believe in myself, working tirelessly each day making my dream come true, I would have given up a long time ago … Possibility committing suicide if I wasn’t mentally strong.  I never give up, and I will get my book rights back without paying them.  Meanwhile I don’t have a second attendant.  I emailed On Call on Tuesday for an attendant on Easter.  The On Call person promised me to email me a time on Friday for Easter but didn’t since it was Good Friday.  Unlike Care, this author doesn’t take holidays off.