The publisher, a few months ago (?) sent me a pdf of my memoir. Great! It’s going to be a real book — HURRAH!
But you can’t edit pdfs. So, I sent him a note, how did he want changes noted, etc. and never got an answer.
There’s a convention in a few weeks where Ill probably see him. I should be able to get an answer in person. Then, maybe, it will get to be a real book people can buy.
A mutual friend, an author, volunteered to write a blurb. I sent him a note. Nada.
It is NOT a memoir; it’s a black hole. This happened a lot when people were reading it. I do NOT know wtf I wrote that makes people think I can’t take whatever they’re likely to say about the thing. I keep telling people I’m twitchy about the events but not the black squiggles which describe them. I have paid 3 people to edit the thing.
Maybe I just give up?
I don’t know.