Happy Birthday

On December 14th, 2012 I finished The Dark Roast. It happened at 11:15 p.m. I didn’t want to believe it. I had thought I was done a couple of times before only to be dejectedly wrong. But every time I went back to the keyboard, the book became better. The last time I did, I added two chapters that ended up being crucial.

I’ve read before that a book is never finished. I definitely feel that way with The Dark Roast. In truth, I don’t like the first half of the book at all. To be completely honest, I hate it. I can’t get past the first couple of chapters. They fill me with loathing and disgust. The first half is terrible.

I like the last half though, most of which I wrote after graduating from UCSD. I learned many things during my time there, some of which made me a better writer. But what really helped me improve was time. My friend Josh refers to it as butt glue. You have to sit your ass down and write, every day. Practice, practice, practice.

I sat down and did just that. I put in the time and honed my craft. I’m proud of the work I did on the last half of the book. If I could stomach rereading the first half, I’d rewrite it. I should’ve done it. The Dark Roast would be a much better book if I had. But I didn’t. And here it is a year later, selling a few copies here and there. It’s nothing close to what I’d call a successful book in terms of sales. But it still remains one of the coolest things I’ve done.

It represents an accomplishment of discipline, more so even than my degree. And now I’m going to market it and get thousands of people to read it, love it or hate it and be ready for the next volume. Space for Cream is still in it’s infancy, but it has a much better foundation to grow from. I’m excited for it in a different way than I was for The Dark Roast. I’m more skilled, I’m more motivated, I’m a better person and I have a deeper tale to tell. You’re going to love it and just as importantly, so will I.

Thank you to everyone who read it and doubly thanks to those who left a review. I appreciate your support and I’m excited to write more stories for you. We’re going to have a wonderful and long story-sharing relationship. Get ready for it!


The Dark Roast Sale


Time for some self-promotion folks, bear with me.

The Dark Roast is now available on the kindle for just $0.99! There’s only one day left, so get it while it’s hot.

My Goodreads giveaway promotion ended, two signed copies with a little missive attached went out yesterday to two lucky ladies in Minnesota and Pennsylvania. So you won’t have to see that at the bottom of my posts anymore 🙂

I’ve also decided to get crazy ambitious. I feel like I did well enough in sales for The Dark Roast’s first year considering I did very little marketing and poorly at that. But I wouldn’t call it a success yet. So for 2014 I want to sell an insane amount of books. How many you ask?


I know, 100k books sold is absurd. But then so am I, so why not? I’ve got a plan, it’s bare bones but it’s written out and ready for action. I’ve got a ton of work to do to reach that goal, but I’m excited about it. To reach my goal, starting January 1st, I need to sell 11.44 copies every hour of every day for the entire year. That’s 274.72 copies each day. 1923.07 copies each week. 7692.3 copies a month. That’s a daunting task. Obviously I’ll need help. But if reach my goal…criminy, I don’t know what I’ll do! I’ll probably pee my pants for real. So if you’d like to see that…give a brother a hand 🙂

But seriously, I want people to read it. I want my words to worm their way into the hearts and minds of even more than that. I want to be inspired by success to write ever more creative and moving stories. I want tears, bursts of laughter and human connection; they fuel me.

Pie and Stuff

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See that pie? Yeah, I made that. From scratch, using a real live pumpkin. None of that canned pumpkin nonsense went into this pie. Took me a couple of hours. No big deal. Used a Sweet Pie Pumpkin; sliced it, gutted it, baked it, scraped it, blended it, tossed in the other ingredients and BAM! pie was ready to bake. Used a graham cracker pie crust. Paired it with Haagen Daz Vanilla Ice Cream, duh (what else would I use?). Which, by the way has only five ingredients, making it superior to just about all other ice creams. If you disagree, tell me what’s better in the comments. Which is another thing I want to talk about, so let me digress completely and even start a new paragraph for this shit.

I see a few bloggers here on the ol’wordpress site liking my blogs and following me. So I return the favor and follow their blogs and like the posts that I genuinely like and drop a comment on the ones that I feel compelled to do so. But what I notice, is that while I’ve had some engagement from some of these wordpress bloggers (you know who you are and I thank you) others of them are not engaging with my posts. Some of them will “like” them but won’t bother to leave a comment. And I get it, not everything I post is compelling enough for that. But some of it should be, at least a little. But when I look at their blogs and they’re blogs about making money blogging, I become skeptical of those bloggers and doubt they are genuine people.

I’ve tried not to be so cynical these last few years with moderate success, so I pushed down my initial feelings when I started to get these types of followers. What I’m getting at is this: Are you really reading this? Are you genuinely interested in what I have to say via the written word? Are you part of a large scam? Will you comment below to let me know? 

Otherwise, I’ll stop following your blogs. Which, to be honest, all say the same thing. The content isn’t all that different.

But back to the pie. I made that pie for my girlfriend. She had a tough day. It was easy to do and it had such a powerful effect. She loved it, because it was bomb (to those of you who received a Thanksgiving mini-pie from us, I’m sorry–they sucked, this one was superb) and it made her feel loved.

I’m still perfecting it. It will evolve into the best pumpkin pie in the universe. Tibetan monks will gladly burn ants with magnifying glasses for the privilege of smelling one.