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This is the worst part of the whole book writing thing, self promotion. I do not like doing it. I hate cold calling people and saying, “Um, yeah, I’m a writer and I want to read my books at your place so people will buy them. Can you set that up for me?” Most of the libraries that I solicited have come through, and I still have two more readings already scheduled.

But, other than New Richmond, April’s looking thin. I’ll need the leave the libraries. I hope to try coffee shops. Coffee and reading material seem like a natural match. How about books and wine? Books and Beer? One librarian suggested I do a reading in a bar. I don’t know. Bar people aren’t generally known for their literary savvy in my neck of the woods. What I do isn’t like poetry slamming (If only I had that kind of passion and rhythm, you know, for book reading). So more ideas…

Art galleries, they tend to get busier in the spring. Art centers, there’s a couple not far from here. Not a whole lot of actual book stores around anymore, and most of them seem to want “legitimately published authors.”

So far, most of the self promotion I have done has been free. It might finally be time to start researching actual paid advertising. I hate doing it. The best advertising for any business is still word of mouth. Of course, if no one knows your product exists, it might be kind of hard to get them to buy it. I need to track those Mo-fo’s down. They just don’t know what they’re missing.

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