I only printed 30 copies. The cost for each print is 3.08, which is pretty darn good! I am hoping to sell each and everyone of these beauties at the upcoming Omaha Downtown Lit Fest, where I have the pleasure to be speaking on a panel entitled: Experiments: Writing around the Mainstream. Later this month, Oct 27th at 7pm to be exact, I will will be selling the remaining copies at the official paperback release at Howlin Hounds Coffee. Aside from the usual honey dripping online sales rate of my book project, I am feeling great! Hoping to secure a review now that I can send a hard copy to the few press contacts I have. Still hoping to break even by the one year mark.
So, for you self publishers out there, I went through create space, an Amazon company. (Here is a order online link: I want to own the turnpike!) Of course Amazon is a mother-big corporation and it's difficult to call oneself an independent publisher when taking advantage of free services offered by a corporation swimming is surplus. Nonetheless, from one enabler to the next, I feel great about being able to work hard on a personal project and successfully see it into print. At some point soon, I hope someone will call me out on my absolute cowardice, in not sending a single Query Letter to a publisher. I am sure it is too late for that, but alas, I have a box of books, which I will pimp door to door if need be.
It feels like a really successful and productive month. Now I really really really need to go grocery shopping.
(Keep scrolling below to find a banned bonus blog wherin the word olive is used as a euphemism for testicle.)
You chose wisely.
Well, I missed my banned book week blog post, for which I shall never forgive myself. Here I will enclose a little naughty excerpt from a unjustly suppressed book, The Ragionamenti: The lives of nuns, married women and courtesans by Artino. Artino was friend of Michaelangelo and caller upon the Pope, but alas had to flee his home after the publication of sixteen obscene sonnets. No justice I tell you!
"Let us go on now. After the old hag, we went to see the Seamstress, who was at loggerheads with the Tailor, her master, and, having stripped him quite naked, was kissing his mouth, nipples, rod and olives, as the nurse kisses the little babe she is nursing on its tiny nose, its little mouth, hands, tablet, mickey, and its bare bottom, as if she wanted to suck it, as the babe sucks her milk. Of course we were going to place our eyes at the slit to see the Tailer rip us the selvedge of the Seamstress's gown, when we heard a moaning, after the moaning a howling, after the howling as alas ! and after the alas ended, an: 'Oh! Lord!!' which upset our whole heart. "
-Aretino (the scourge of princes) 1534ish
Too often, literary work is taken out of context, twist and bent, called obscene or heretical... Well too be clear this excerpt is taken, with love, from a wonderfully obscene and heretical context and is twisted only in its unfortunate truncation. Best, Thom
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