by I take back all the bad things I ever said about humanity.
Yesterday I sent out a mass email about my book being issued in paperback and instead of responses like, “leave me alone” or “you’re a spammer” and “p.s., you’re ugly,” I got responses like:
“Stacy, I would read anything you would write, even if it was on toilet paper!”
“Stacy – Relax, ya gotta do what ya gotta do to make a living these days! Pushing your new book is what you’re supposed to do! Besides, most of us look forward to hearing from you. Your new book sounds very interesting – can’t wait to get my copy and settle in for another great read!”
“Stop apologizing. I love your writing, and I’m sure everyone else does, too. Don’t feel bad about marketing yourself – we understand it’s what you need to do. It’s what you should do. It’s cool.”
“You can always keep me on your list, I love getting your book updates, I do plan on purchasing this, and your e-mail was a wonderful reminder.”
Here’s another picture from Brooklyn, where I should just move to already.
