Anyone wanna talk about my book!?!?!? Anyone …


I’m no supposed to admit this, because it’s as cool as tube socks, but there’s a bit of a hard adjustment when one goes from promoting a book to not promoting a book.

For two months, all I did was talk about Brett Favre. On TV. On radio. On the Interweb. During signings. I was hot shit—packed houses in Wisconsin, appearances on big shows. I told the same stories over and over and over and over again, and people laughed when they laughed and nodded when they nodded and followed up when they followed up. Was it tiring? Yes. Repetitive? Yes. Did I start to dread the day’s 23rd radio interview? Yes. Did I say, repeatedly, “I can’t wait for this to be over”? Yes.

Well, now it’s over. And I sorta miss it.

The problem with new products is they become old products. In fact, a new product is only new for a brief period of time, and then it’s forever old. Books have replaced mine, and books will replace books. It’s all a part of the process.

But now that I’m mostly done talking Brett Favre and Gunslinger, I sorta wanna talk Brett Favre and Gunslinger.

This happens every time. Sigh.