So, since I've wanted to be a famous author since I was about five. In fact, I distinctly remember being about six and hiding my "books" throughout our house so that they could be rediscovered by future generations. Obviously, such early work of such a famous person would be priceless. At least I had the imagination necessary.
Anyway, my definition of famous has changed over time. I no longer save everything I write for posterity. Now, if I save anything, its for future editing or my own amusement. In fact, for me, it would be enough if my books were read by ONE person who truly loved them than by a thousand people who merely breezed through them.
With that in mind, I would like to say something humorous about making it big (I felt the burden of clearing up whether or not I was extremely conceited before mentioning the following). If I ever get my books published, I would like to dedicate them to unique, insignificant objects. For example:
"This book is dedicated to my blue-and-pink polka dot sock. We've been through so much together--I promise to always launder you lovingly. That is, until there is a hole in your toe. Then, you're being thrown out unceremoniously."
(Note: I do truly love my blue-and-pink polka dotted sock. I wore it running the other day--with its match--and it was a great run).
I also want to write an about this book including the following: "This book is not about vampires. Or a post-apocalyptic world where everyone eats each other. In fact, it is what your mother would call a "wholesome" book. However, I've attempted to make this wholesomeness not very obvious by distracting you with things I like to call plot and characterization. So, instead of feeling like you're digesting raw flax seed, I hope this is more like discovering that chocolate zucchini bread contains something more than chocolate chips after you've consumed the entire loaf."
