
Not even St. Nick.
‘Twas the day after Christmas
And the outlook was dour.
All the Indies were moping,
Even Santa was sour.
“I’ve tried and tried
All that I could
To help Indie Authors;
To make things good.”
I looked at the fat man
And said with a smile
“But surely your reviews
Will go live in a while”
“I’m afraid not, Dear,
I got an email from ‘Zon
Accusing me of sock-puppetry
That my reviews were a con.”
He stared out the window
With an expression so sad
The Zon had blocked Santa
This was really bad. Continue reading “Santa Select”
Imagine for a moment that a Big 6 publisher like Random Penguin, Simon, Garfunkel & Schuster, or Harley-Quinn comes knocking at your door. They want to add you to their select stable of published authors. You—yes, you—will now be among the anointed. All you have to do is take the deal. Just sign on the dotted line.