So recently, my ISBN (international standard book numbers) finally arrived. These are the numerical codes that identify individual books and generate the barcode that you see on the back of books. By assigning ISBN numbers to my books, it means they will appear in industry catalogues and be available for retailers to purchase. It’s taken much longer to get this point than I imagined. However, it does mean that the publication of A Modern Life on Kindle is days rather than weeks away. It will follow shortly after on other e-readers and then in paperback in early April.
In between all the preparations (which being a bit brainless I had not thought through – like tax requirements, setting up a business, blah, blah, blah) I have written a new story which I am going to include as a last minute addition to my short story collection. It’s called Pork Chops and Promiscuity and is about a lesbian called Judith who has a fondness for pork. Sounds daft, I know. And that’s because it is daft. Still, if there’s one thing I can say about my story collection – there’s a lot of variety in it. I’m hoping that amongst the thirteen stories and the opening chapter to The Changing Room there will be at least one that will appeal to individuals and which will save me from a rush of one stars on Amazon.
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| I thought this was a collection of literary stories but the first story is about a lesbian with a penchant for pork chops. Are you sure it’s not an article for The Daily Mail? |
Unfortunately, I am starting to have nightmares about the potential reaction to my short stories. Yikes. If things get worse, I may have to see a counsellor – although I am slightly unnerved by the fact that the other night I dreamt I went to a counsellor and when he put down the copy of A Modern Life covering his face I saw he was Stephen King. It was a pretty bad nightmare – especially when I was forced to admit I’d only skimmed-read his writing guide On Writing. Luckily, I woke up just as he was about to stab me with his fountain pen.
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| I tried to read this book, I really, really did. But when I got to the story about the floater in the toilet I couldn’t take anymore. |
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| This book is really disturbing. I give it one star. |
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| This book is really, really disturbing – and there’s a typo. |
Look, I don’t care what people’s reactions are. So long as there is a reaction. As a humorist and a reviewer I am already prepared for mixed reviews.The worst thing that could possibly happen is this:
