Self Publishing a Best Seller
- Izaak David Diggs
- Feb 10, 2020
- 2 min read
The world is a messed up, beautiful place. You can focus on the messed up part or the beautiful part but it seems best to focus on it all, the good and the bad. Without darkness light has less meaning and vice versa. There is pain, there is joy, there is loss, there is gain. Yin-Yang, if you like.
This is how I see the world and, consequently, this is the world of my upcoming book What Peace Means to Us. It is funny in parts, but--
Parts still make me cry. Seriously--the writer who has gone over this thing a dozen times at least--cry. And that’s a good thing. Emotional shit, as Shakespere would have put it.
All this came up when I was researching booktubers. The first YouTube page I pulled up was all happy/sunshine/bouncebounce/wacky soda pop time.
So, I wrote them off, made a derisive note and everything.
Shame on me for being so close minded.
I don’t know that person, I don’t know the s*** they’ve been through--
Some people deal with hard times by building a wall of surliness and sarcasm, some people turn the Sunshine Machine up to 11.
This is a tough world, nearly all of us have scars.
So, no more judging on the superficial. No.
It’s fun to make jokes at the expense of “happy people.” You know, the ones who walk around smiling and being...nice (shudders). Portland is rife with that sort of thing. Fortunately, a lot of the smiles are hidden by beards so it’s sort of one pet peeve canceling the other out--
But I digress as I tend to do.
Nearly all of us have scars. I should admire the people who can still be open and friendly and all that other stuff that is alien to me.
“What the hell does this have to do with What Peace Means to Us? The book is coming out in 92 days--shouldn’t each blog be about that?”
Yes. And they are.
The characters in my story are all struggling to be the best person they can while working through a tough situation; they are human beings with all too human reactions to this tough old world of ours.
They’re people, they fuck up, they excel--just like you and I.
They want to reach out, to bring people into their life, and that is what I am doing with Twitter and Facebook and this blog.
92 days. 92 fucking days. I can do this. I won’t fail my book.
I hope I reach you and have the privilege of sharing a story I believe in with all my heart.
Izaak
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