I suppose I can announce it here, or maybe it’s not an announcement…not sure how to qualify it. For the last two months I’ve been working on a book proposal with a licensed marriage and family therapist in California who specializes in sex and porn addiction issues. The book is geared toward the partner or significant other of a porn addict who doesn’t know what to do with the revelation the have an addict in their life. This past week we started shopping it to agents. I forgot how much I hate this demeaning part of the process. I imagine it’s what a young actor feels like going to audition after audition. There’s rarely any constructive feedback, usually just flat-out rejection, or they never get back to you. Not sure which one is the rudest. I don’t know if we’ll get an agent this time out because it’s still a very new genre and most agents only make 15%. You’ve got to sell a lot of books to make that worth an agent’s time. I didn’t get an agent on my first book, eventually finding a small indie publisher who liked the idea. I feel better about our chances in that market, but it’s one of those things where if I don’t at least try to get an agent, I’ll never know what could have been.
In case you didn’t read my last entry, I finally decided to start offering porn addiction peer support and advice services. I have just been spending too much time in the last few months giving out a ton of free advice and letting that cut into the time I usually spend bringing money in with freelance writing. Hopefully this will be the best of both worlds. It’s one of those things where a lot of people have told me it’s a good idea, but who knows if it will actually develop into anything. At least I don’t have to feel as guilty not spending two hours every morning not making money. Add up a week of that and you lose more than one of my average work days.
When I finally took a Myers Briggs Test at my second rehab, I had an even score in two of the four areas. The test administrator said she’d only seen that before two or three times. When we had to divide into groups multiple times to discuss the results, she always told me, “Just do whatever you want.” I think that was a big part of what got me there. Anyway, I think there’s a duality in me that creates these kinds of situations. Long story short, I hear “Yanny” and “Laurel.”
Since I’m trying to focus on getting the new book together and opportunities that may arise from the peer support/counseling I’m offering, I’ve made the decision to stop actively promoting my current book. It’s been out for four months and has already far exceeded what I expected to sell for the year. I don’t want to be one of those people in four years who is still hanging his hat on the fact he once wrote a book. I’ll still do podcasts and stuff if I’m asked, but in an effort to be more aware of my time and what it’s worth, I need to look to future plans, not past ones.
The WorldCat library cataloging system says that my book is at Philadelphia’s public library. But I go to their site and can’t find it. City of Brotherly Love? Really? At least there’s 130 other libraries that do have it. Here’s an easy LINK to the page that lists all the libraries. And if you don’t see yours, loudly complain to your local library. That $2.20 royalty isn’t just going to make itself. Gee, maybe I’m not totally done promoting it.