A TALE FOR TWO THOUSAND

2000 COPIES!!! 

I can't believe that there are 2000 copies of my book floating out there in the ether. And by ether I mean Kindles, bookstores, bookshelves, libraries, doorstops, and (hopefully not many, because...ew...) bathrooms. It's amazing. Thank you, everyone who has bought a copy of this silly vampire story for supporting me. Hopefully, it made you smile. If it didn't, well...it was short, right?

Anyway, to celebrate this momentous occasion, I thought I might take you back to a time long ago...a time called college. A simpler time. A better time. A time with hair.

Still needed: hair ties and shampoo.

Still needed: hair ties and shampoo.

As some of you may know, I used to be an actor back in the day. A day only ended about four years ago and technically isn't true because I still occasionally provide audio drama voices, but I digress. The point is...I was a theatre (pronounced THEATRE) major and as such and one of the classes offered toward the end of the program was called Career Prep for the Actor. Interestingly enough, my teacher in this class kept pushing me to write more (because obviously my acting skills were that good). Anyway...this story is already too long...one day in class, she had us all say a goal we would like to achieve in our careers. When it got round to me, I said "I would like to go into a bookstore [full disclosure...I said Borders (RIP)], find my book, take it off the shelves, and buy it."

At this point, all my classmates laughed at me. "If you write a book, you won't have to buy a copy," they said. Yeah...it was a stupid thing to say. But I'm a man of my word, no matter how stupid. And so, about two weeks ago I headed down to...not a Borders (tear)...but to Unabridged Bookstore in Chicago, a place where on a previous visit, I had spotted copies in the wild.

Buy Local

Buy Local

I found a lonely copy of an Unattractive Vampire...it's twin from my previous visit already having found a loving home.

Here it is snuggling up to Warm Bodies. My book knows how to survive.

Here it is snuggling up to Warm Bodies. My book knows how to survive.

I lured it off the shelf by offering it it's favorite food and a good home.

And finally, money was exchanged for goods and services.

Not seen here: the very nice book seller who humored me.

Not seen here: the very nice book seller who humored me.

Finally I have a copy to call my own.

So yeah...who's stupid now former classmates? Who's stupid now? (A: Still me.)