Who cares about my book?
Today is December 19, 2016, and I’m still writing the next few chapters of my book.
About a week ago, I sent an email to all my friends in the world, asking them to read my book and comment. I wanted to get their first hand reaction and honest feedback.
A guy from New Jersey responded, “OMG! Who cares about your book? Is it a scam? What’s the purpose of writing and exposing your life like this?”
“How can reading a book scam you?” I replied, “Just be patient, I haven’t finished writing yet. The second half of my book will tell you more about the purpose and how it relates to my worldwide promotional campaign for my club, World Tour of Amazing Grace.”
“Now this sounds even more like a scam to me!” he raised his voice and went on and on like a broken record, “I don't care! I will never do that, because I’m too confident about my life. In fact, I'm over confident about my life, so I don't have to write about it. I will never marry a woman so crazy like you. How could your ex, your Winnie, endure you for so long? You are such a crazy woman, go get a life! How many of your friends have done this before? Zero! None of your friends nor my friends have done this! So you are the only one in this world doing it. You wanted to pretend you are intelligent and informative, but I can see all your holes. You are a person full of holes”
We have known each other for 17 years, and he told me he considered me as a friend. I thought he should have known me by now, a CPA/CISA with two degrees (bachelor and master) who’s been working hard at Big fours and MNCs for 20 years nonstop. I’ve got a feeling he just hates me so much, although he said I shouldn’t say that, shouldn't put words in his mouth. Anyway, I still want to thank him for his honest…
This book is about different types of people. I get into the psychological aspects of these people and why they make certain decisions. The reader may find that some people relate to themselves thereby allowing me to get personal with my readers.
My short story is about how I grew up and my parents getting a divorce. Once they did, I began to grow faith in God. It's also about if anyone struggles with being a military brat and their parents getting a divorce I also give them some advice also.
This is about 96 Liverpool football, that was crushed to death when too many fans were let through into the stand by the police it happened a long time ago and finally justice was done when a court said it was not the fans fault but the police and others I am a very proud Liverpool football fan and to all the family's who lost someone you did it and beat them.
I wrote this a long time ago and it was said out at a funeral of someone close witch i was proud of at that time if you have seen it before on booksie it is on here on a old site of mine but i can not remember the email or pass word i used cause it was like 6 years ago so i am not copying someone else poem it is mine am sorry if its a bit over the place
During the last national census, I was just a kid so I’m not sure if I was counted in the 1.8% of the people in Chapman who are “2 or more races” or the 1.4% who are “African American” or the .3% who are “American Indian”. There is a better possibly that I wasn’t even counted; that the census inspectors didn’t bother to come out to the “trailer park”, nine beat up 1960’s vintage trailers on a dirt road, a long walk from the county road that ends in Chapman, KS.