I take back yesterday’s post, because tonight I’m losing my mind.
If you walked into a bookstore right now, there’s an, oh, 80% chance you wouldn’t find a copy. Not because they’re flying off the shelves, but becauseâ€”for some reasonâ€”they’re not reaching the shelves at all. Stores left and right are telling me they never got copies. I. Am. Losing. My. Mind. Don’t know what to do; how to resolve this. All I know is people are surely trying to buy the damn bookâ€”and can’t. Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. Just fired off an angry letter to my editor (a good guy), but that can’t put books in the stores two, three days ago. I am sooooo depressed. Odds of making the NYT best-seller’s list right now: Oh, 2%.
Damn. It hurts. I’m very down.