
As some of you may know (and by “some” of you, I mean my publisher) I’ve been working on my manuscript, Pearls of Writing Wisdom: From 16 shucking years as a columnist, for the last few weeks.
I am now on the final chapter, which will be done tomorrow, depending on what time of day I decide to start drinking.
Ha! Ha! Just kidding! There’s no need to pick a time.
Anyway, this book is particularly special to me because, if you are a writer (or fear you might be one), I wrote this book for you. Think of it as the conversation we’d have about writing if we were sharing a cold beer. We’d talk about technique, style, personal experience and hopes. We’d encourage each other and share a few laughs. We might even get a little rowdy and start using air quotation marks.
In the end, we’d feel inspired about our love of writing. Continue reading Marketing genius: Here’s a chapter that’s NOT actually in my book

I have a file full of rejection notes and letters from editors and publishing houses. Many are for my column when I was first starting out.
Being a humor columnist, I am often asked:
It struck me this morning at the gym while diligently pumping iron from a seated position at the smoothie bar. There are a number of similarities between reaching your fitness goals and writing goals. In both cases, you will likely fail if you attempt too much too fast. Especially if you’re trying to show off and accidentally flatulate while attempting a power lift.
In my younger days, while working through kitchens in the Deep South to become a chef, I shucked a lot of oysters. Probably thousands. Honestly, it was a crazy shucking time in my life. But while I used plenty of oysters for cooking, I also flung my share onto people during fake sneezes, or while pretending to cough up something.
As many of you know (meaning literally dozens), after harrassing you every Friday for two years with my writing tips, I put
Over the last several weeks I’ve had a lot of bloggers asking how I got started as a columnist. Perhaps it’s because of the new year and resolutions made by writers to persue their goals of publication. Or perhaps they have been drinking and, in a moment of weakness, stumbled onto my blog. Which might explain why most of the messages I received asking for advice went something like this:
“Daddy, every time a bell rings, an author sells a book!”