I’ve looked at the covers of some of the top selling books and I’ve found a trend. Put a half, or fully naked lady, or a guy with a gun and or knife, him sitting on a motorcycle makes it even better, and that book is going to fly off the shelf. I don’t think it matters what’s in the book on the front end, that book is going to be at the top of the list. Don’t get me wrong, it may be a perfectly good book, but let’s face it; naked ladies, guns, and knives are what is going to catch most people’s eye.
You can have the greatest book that was ever written but you better have at least two, better three, of those elements on the cover if you want it to sell. I’m thinking about taking one of my books and putting a lady with nothing on but her skimpy undies running away from a gun pointing at her back. I’ll title it Dead Ringer and see what happens.
Oh no, I just got tickled. Something evil this way comes. My horribly mean little mind has come up with the most ridiculous idea ever and I’m just the one to do it. I am such an ass. I can’t stop laughing.
OK, five minutes later, I’m still tickled but the laughing is under control, I am going to do this.
That is the understatement of the year folks. I won’t go into everything that has been happening but let me tell you this, sometimes life hands it to you in spades.
Most of these things have been due to family members and what’s going on in their lives but one in particular did involve me. I got my eyeball shaved. Yes, you read that right, I got my eyeball shaved. If you want to do something for shits and giggles, don’t do that. It will honestly make you consider committing suicide. Yikes. Hey, and I still have to get the second one done. I’m thinking about waiting about twenty or twenty-five years for that and maybe I’ll die before I get around to it. Yes, it was a medical necessity. Once I can fully see again, if ever, I’ll let you know if it was worth it. Am I being a bit of a brat about the whole thing? You bet your sweet ass, but that too is another story. I will say I have an awesome eye doctor, but I hate my eye surgeon. You get this done; you’ll hate yours too.
What really sucks is that I have this awesome convertible that I can’t really drive and can’t even put the top down on when I’m riding in it because my eye is going to be light sensitive for about another week. Screw this shit.
OK, I’m finished with that.
Since I can’t go into all the other things that have been happening, I’m not blasting family members business all over the internet, there isn’t much for me to tell you.
I do have a couple of things in the works that could be exciting, but we’ll just have to wait and see. Well, hear about anyway.
I hope you are all well and happy, surprisingly I am right now, and hope to have something more interesting for you in the near future. Sorry for the parting shot I’m about to upload on you, but what the hell. If you’re reading my work, then you know it’s all about the scare and shock factor. Hehe.
Yes that is my eye the day after when I went for the 24 hour follow up.