Getting your work to market is the first bar. At a street festival I watched my chiropractor clear the second one, and saw what I'd been skipping.
The Second Bar
Author: David Willis
Even Further Down the Road
I wrote these lines at twenty years down the road and posted them again at twenty-four. Here they are at twenty-eight, after a normal Saturday that was anything but.
The Back of the Record
I found a 1958 pressing of The Strangest Secret at an estate sale. The back cover reads like grift copy, word for word. Here's why my alarm didn't go off.
Arm’s Reach
A man, a toddler with an iPad, and eight feet of downtown sidewalk between them. I got angry faster than I expected, and the anger wasn't really about him.
The Wrong People Are Shipping
Mid-2000s, late twenties, and I got pulled into a funnel. Blogs were taking off. Everybody had an email list and a free PDF, and I wanted the free prize inside, so I signed up and read the thing. The copy was overwritten and wandering, wild claims stacked on top of each other, and somewhere underneath … Continue reading The Wrong People Are Shipping
