What is it about writers? Many moons ago, I started this blog as an author’s take-off on Kathy Griffin: My Life on the D-List. This was my first post. If you read that, you can see that I offer the concept with almost an air of apology … like I’m simply not worthy of invoking Kathy Griffin’s name, but please hear me out, okay? Please.
That’s how much writers devalue themselves. We’re simply not worthy. Yet, we’re expected to market and promote ourselves. And that’s what this blog was for. I wanted to show people how hard authors worked in order to achieve what they did and market my books, and do it with humor.
And then my second post was about how there’s no crying in publishing.
Recently, between nearly dying/becoming more crippled/realizing I could be a film producer and going a bit nuts, then developing a weird theory about bathrooms and choosing to be happy, I’ve eventually reached the point where I’ve theorized that life may possibly be a bad reality show in which we all have to eat shit in order to survive. Some of us have more shit to eat than others, but if we share our shit than we can all work together to be happier. #iamfoolish
I was thinking about this, as I was brushing my teeth last night. In the bathroom, of course. So … I’m thinking, really we’re all suffering. And if Jesus was just a nice Jewish boy who was the butt of a really horrible cosmic joke inflicted by the producers of this weird reality show where we all have to eat shit to survive, then we’re all like Jesus, except not quite so bad off.
Then, I thought, why does that sound so familiar?
And then it hit me … Oh. My. God!
While I’m at it, I also want to mention that I’m going to Malice Domestic. I’m not registered, but I’ll be hanging out at the bar. I’m going to
stalk look for Lee Goldberg and meet him and somehow convince him so he can see that I’m a really decent person not totally insane.
Kathy Griffin has eaten shit and survived. I mean that in the best possible sense.
PPS: I can’t begin to tell you how #furiouslyhappy I am for Jenny Lawson. The Bloggess is a Blog of Note.
Reading that was like reliving this moment. Seriously!
PPPPPS: All I can say is, thanks Lawrence Block. Yes, I’m a ridiculous #fangirl of the great one, who wrote the Matthew Scudder series (among others), not to mention TELLING LIES FOR FUN & PROFIT. Wow!
PPPPPPS: I assume you’ve already noticed my new policy on swear words. Deal with it.