Around 9 AM this morning, after I made a nice fresh cup of coffee, my friend Jerry, the book publisher, called me and asked me if I would like to meet him from brunch. I told him that would be great and I had something I found for him in a bookstore, a large bookstore chain which I do not want to mention the name.
While Jerry and I were eating, I handed him a bag. He stopped eating and reached into the bag, pulled out a book, and read the title. DRAW A DICK ON IT. He looked at me, started laughing, and said what, the hell, is this. I brought up the point on how hard it is to get a book published by a publishing company, and he finished my point by saying how hard it is to get a bookstore to stock a book and sell it. He asked what section was the book shelved in the store. I told him in the game section with the other game books.
Jerry loves a conspiracy. He started going on how America has become so feminine, we both love women lol, and how the book is being used as a form of advertising to make or change a gender of your choice... I just sat there and listened to him until he was red in the face. Jerry is a smart man and I never argue with him, for many reasons. I told him he should write a book and once again, he asked me how much longer before you finish writing a book. We called it a stalemate on the book writing and left the book on the table.
Hank Epstein
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