I’m taking a break from writing, shooting the breeze with my Inner Protector, when he says, When the book comes out, what then?
Don’t want to tour.
Don’t like to fly.
How about if you phoned it in? He suggests. Skyped the whole thing.
Not a bad idea.
Do you think the publicist would go for that?
You could hope, tho.
There’s always hope.
How about this… how about you send the book out to do its own tour. People can read, can’t they?
So let them read the damn thing.
Could work. It just might work, I say.
The publicist probably won’t go for that, either.
So you’re stuck.
Looks that way.
You’re going on tour whether you like it or not.
Unless the book never gets published.