Jun 06 2014

All About Me

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Well, the novel, All About Me, is finally finished. Well technically it’s a little short for a novel, by like a few thousand words, but I’ve always been traumatized by those absolute requirements, ever since those wooden cutout men telling me I had to be “this high,” at the amusement park. And, considering I’ve been able to get away with adding 2 inches to my height as recorded on my driver’s license since I was sixteen (I really expected to grow a little bit after that birthday), I figure I can get away with a few thousand words.

So, anyway, the whole point of this is that if there’s any editors or agents or even someone that’s willing to pose as such, I’d be happy to send you a copy of this draft. It’s the novel, All About Me, which you may have seen excerpts of earlier versions here on the blog, except that now it’s complete different. Well, not completely. Actually, it’s more or less the same, but I did correct the spelling and changed a few things.

In short, if you’d like to read it let me know.  Oh, and just so you don’t get misled or anything, it’s not about me, despite the title, which, I can understand, could be a bit misleading.  But actually, there is almost nothing in common between the main character and me, other than the fact that we’re both male, but that’s like half the population so, that can be chalked up to coincidence or something, right?

Anyway, you get the idea, right?

So in case, if you haven’t been keeping up, All About Me (the novel, not me) is really one of those stories that define a generation.  Okay, maybe not.  God, actually, I hope not, cause that would be pretty scary.  I mean, All About Me (the novel, not me) is about a young college student with a bit of A.D.D. that becomes entangled in a terrorist hostage crisis in the middle of downtown Cincinnati.

A lot of people ask me, what other novel All About Me is most like, and that’s a really hard question.  I mean, if it was like any other novel out there, what would be the point in publishing it, right?  Anyway, I suppose that if J.D. Salinger, Chuck Palahniuk and Woody Allen  were to collaborate on a project then it wouldn’t read anything like this novel, but who’s to say?

Anyway, I don’t want to put any pressure on you or anything, but Just so you know.  I have a pretty large family and I could really use the money, so if you know anyone that has an “in” in the publishing industry, please put in a word.  I mean, it may not be The Grapes of Wrath, or anything, but it can’t be worse than some of the crap that I’ve seen that’s out there.  There’s a lot of crap out there.  There really is.  Anyway, thanks for listening.

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