to friends new & old, known & just meeting in the wide, wonderful cyber-world that connects me to more & more folks around the planet. Especially grateful to those who continue to offer up kind words on my writing & support for the book project.
In case you’re wondering…I’ve dropped the pursuit of a publisher. I never truly expected to land a major house first time out of the gate and the rejections have been incredibly kind. As my agent reminds me, they don’t have to say anything at all, but across the board, editors have lauded the writing & voice and dig the story. The sticking point – almost without exception – has been “not a big enough name.” When the list of rock memoir/autobiography authors include Keith Richards, Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton and soon to be released Pete Townshend…I get it!! The very thing that made my memoir unique and initially interested my agent & many publishers-that I’d written something different and not a typical sex, drugs & rnr tale – actually worked against me (“What do you mean he slept with Madonna and he doesn’t give all the details??!!”) as no one was sure exactly how & who to market the book to.
Ah marketing!! Something I know a bit about. So as I stated a few months back – no reason at all not to self-publish. Especially with the advent of so much technology that would make it all possible. What that meant though was working to finish the editing & polish the manuscript to a final draft – something I’d be happy with & proud to release to the world. A process that in the “old days” would happen with the support of a publisher’s advance.
A guy’s gotta eat!!
Which is why the project has been delayed much longer than I’d hoped. And also the reason why the “Jack On The Road” project – visiting Facebook friends across the planet has been shelved for the time being. The past nine months has been all about surviving and not left much unfettered brain space for writing. The process has been made a bit more complex by the fact I have no set address at the moment having packed my “stuff” into storage & given up my rental in Healdsburg last March. No complaints as this is the life I’ve chosen. Everything in life comes with a cost and choosing a writer’s life certainly had no guarantee of success or keeping a roof over my head. “I knew the job was dangerous when I took it.”
And so this Thanksgiving, I am most grateful for my sister, Joan, and brother-in-law, Gary, my dear friends, Doug & Susan, in Healdsburg and John & LaJuana in Kennebunk who have so generously and without hesitation flung open their homes, guest houses, spare rooms, refrigerators and wine cellars to me as I continue to pursue my dream. Where I’d be right now without them I’d rather not imagine. But I am undeterred and intend to share the book soon.
The new year looms with possibilities. Another chapter comes to an end while another begins. Wishing you all the best of health, happiness and prosperity. And hoping your holidays are spent in the company of those you love.
Be well & Hug ’em while you can.