In times now long past, poetry found favor with the literate public. As I have noted in my previous posts, there is such a glut of books on the shelves today that it is very easy to get lost among them.
Writing in a style that predates the current era often elicits brief stares and a bit of head scratching. Even when I thrust an open copy of Echoes into someone's hands, they don't always "get it."
I have to remind myself that this isn't an indictment on the merits of Echoes alone, but a sad reminder that reading rhyming verse, such as mine, is neither currently, nor widely, encouraged these days.
Though I am totally in love with any news from my author friends that they are doing wonderfully well, this can easily become a bit poignant for me. Still, I do so enjoy celebrating them.
For instance, Kelly Cozy, the independently published author of Ashes, Reckoning, and The Day After Yesterday, has now sold a combined total of 3000 books! Well and brilliantly done, Kelly!
The contrast between another's success and my lack of voluminous sales gives me pause, for sure, but it doesn't stop me from writing. It is, however, a reminder to me that my work, in this era, is rather odd.
I do find solace in Echoes, as I hold it in my hands. It exists now! Future volumes of my work are in process, and that was not the case a year ago. Many thanks, again, to Emily Thompson for her able and ample help in making this happen, at long last.
So, when I offer a copy of Echoes to someone, and their shrugged reply is, "I'm sorry, but I just don't like it," I am initially stunned, and humbled ... and ever so grateful to those who do "get it."
Writing in a style that predates the current era often elicits brief stares and a bit of head scratching. Even when I thrust an open copy of Echoes into someone's hands, they don't always "get it."
I have to remind myself that this isn't an indictment on the merits of Echoes alone, but a sad reminder that reading rhyming verse, such as mine, is neither currently, nor widely, encouraged these days.
Though I am totally in love with any news from my author friends that they are doing wonderfully well, this can easily become a bit poignant for me. Still, I do so enjoy celebrating them.
For instance, Kelly Cozy, the independently published author of Ashes, Reckoning, and The Day After Yesterday, has now sold a combined total of 3000 books! Well and brilliantly done, Kelly!
The contrast between another's success and my lack of voluminous sales gives me pause, for sure, but it doesn't stop me from writing. It is, however, a reminder to me that my work, in this era, is rather odd.
I do find solace in Echoes, as I hold it in my hands. It exists now! Future volumes of my work are in process, and that was not the case a year ago. Many thanks, again, to Emily Thompson for her able and ample help in making this happen, at long last.
So, when I offer a copy of Echoes to someone, and their shrugged reply is, "I'm sorry, but I just don't like it," I am initially stunned, and humbled ... and ever so grateful to those who do "get it."
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