I’m not sure why….no, wait, that’s a lie.  I’m completely sure why the news that Kim Kardashian’s latest selfie book news hit me hard.  I think like most writers, so much energy is spent on trying to write a better book, to create a better story, to elevate your game that when someone who I genuinely consider a celebrity for all the wrong reasons just–takes a 300+ page bowel movement and calls it “art”…or “a book”….or….I don’t know what she thinks it is.

I know what I think it is.  But I also know that she’s likely to make more money than I’ve ever seen, more money than I have ever made with my work and that nothing about this fact is actually fair.  I can rant and vent against a publishing world that promotes putrid work or embraces the cancer of Bad, Bad Writing if it adds to their bottom line and…  Oh, I could rant.

But the depression came because I realized there’s no point.  I’m howling at the moon.  We sat with friends last night who were very encouraging but the hardest question is always something along the lines of, “I love your books!  Why aren’t you a big name?”  The answer is, who knows?  It’s word of mouth, reviews, promotions, blogs, and whatever I can do on my disastrously non-existent marketing budget.  You fight the demons that whisper that perhaps you secretly suck at this and no one has been brave enough to tell you.  You pray for the “Big Break”, you write as fast as you can and as well as you can, you applaud your friends when they soar to the top of best-seller lists and tell yourself that one day it will be your turn.

One day.  But not today.

Kim Kardashian didn’t write a book.  She just took pictures of herself.  Apparently, one of her favorite activities to please her equally self-obsessed husband. And because that’s not enough in their strangely public self-worship of each other, she’s having some of those pictures published in a book titled “Selfish”.  The title is so appropriate, my stomach hurts.

This is the world I live in.   If there’s a consolation prize, it’s that no matter what else I may be guilty of…. I doubt anyone who knows me would throw out the word “selfish”.  So it’s back to the salt mines, boys!  Ignore the flash and the distraction.

Time to write.

Although, I won’t lie.  I’m adding a publishing department to H.E.LLc and oh, yes….I’ll have my revenge