Well for starters I can’t imagine anybody wanting to write a biography about me, but lets suspend reality for a brief moment and suppose that it somehow happens. I also can’t imagine anybody reading a biography about me. You know how you are browsing through a bookstore and they have the shelves or tables of bestsellers and then there’s usually a rack of staff recommendations……typically these are lesser known books or authors that the staff enjoys reading and they want other people to know about. Usually there is a little blurb about what the staff member enjoyed most about the book something like……
“I couldn’t put it down”…..or…. “a real page turner”…..or …….. “memorable characters”……
I would have a feeling that the poor staff member who was assigned to read my biography would have a hard time finding a positive blurb about it……it would probably be something like….
“well I finished it”……or…… “at least I wasn’t scrolling through social media”…..or…… “helped with my insomnia”……
Remember back when there were video tapes of movies and we all went to Blockbuster to rent a movie and you’d be browsing the aisles and you’d see some movie you never heard of but it just came out…..this was the infamous “straight to video movie”…….named for the fact that it never even was worthy enough to be distributed in movie theaters but the studio wanted to try to recoup some of the expenses of making it so they tried to sell or rent it in VCR format.
I don’t know what the equivalent of that is in book form, but that’s what my biography would be. Relegated to the bargain table as soon as it was published, offered for some low price to cover the cost of printing. Even the summary on the back cover would be underwhelming…..
Finding My Way
One average man’s journey from middle class suburbia childhood to hard-working middle class adult. The trials and tribulations, the joys and heartache along the way are a microcosm of our times. The struggle to find a worthwhile career, the improbable meeting of his soulmate, his strange childlike fascination with the world around him and much to his wife’s consternation his immaturity grows greater with each year that passes…… “I was more mature as an 18 yr. old than I am now.”
That’s definitely a book to be found on the bargain table or at a thrift store…..
Peace and Love
John
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