I get about two, sometimes three requests a week from people asking me to help them promote their book. I’m happy to do it since I love promoting good books. But I actually only help about half of the people who ask me to help. Why? The half I don’t help won’t send me a copy of the book.
That’s right. They want me to give up two to three hours of my time (or more) to read and review and blog and promote their book, but they want me to …

I got an email yesterday from a client I did some work for several years ago. I was surprised to hear from him since after my last job for him he didn’t think he would need my services since he didn’t think he had a need for any more content.
At the time we talked originally I wrote his press release and an ebook. I encouraged him to start a blog. Write about the content in the ebook, I told him. Attract people with your expertise in this field, which …

Am I angry this week? Hell yeah. I’ve been angry all month. And as some of the country mourns the death of Elvis today, I have to say I’m mourning the death of customer service across America. For the past week I’ve been unsubscribing and cancelling memberships I don’t use and streamlining my life, so I can focus on ONE thing–me. I’ve done, given and helped thousands of people and loved every minute of it, but now it’s time to finish MY book and spend time on me. If you …

I’m pretty sure I’ve eaten waffles nude, and in a bathtub, or in bed, but never on a beach. Obviously there are enough people who do that a sign is needed to warn those who aren’t expecting nude waffle eaters along a path where most people don’t eat waffles, let alone eat them nude.
If someone were going to put up a sign in your life to warn you about some unexpected thing you might run into, what would your sign say?
Mine might say, “Traditional book agents and publishers waiting to …

The sugar made me do it. Or maybe I swallowed one of those bouncing balls that just looked like a gumball. Nah. It was the sugar.
Sugar makes you depressed, angry, critical and unpleasant to be around. I’ve certainly been that the last few weeks, for several reasons–including the sugar.
Everyone I know is going to the beach, on vacation, having fun, being with friends and family. I’m sitting here wishing I were there. But I can’t (choose not to be) because I’ve been doing so much for those who say they …