So last night I was the featured speaker at the Charlotte Storyteller’s Guild meeting, and it was a blast. I read a couple of selections from Returning the Favor, and answered questions about self-publishing and things like that, and that got me to thinking.

I did a lot of things ass-backwards along this journey, and I don’t know if that’s a bad thing or not. The typical route to “success” as a poet in the US is to write a bunch of stuff, polish it either in workshops or solitude, and submit a bunch of stuff all over the place, collecting rejection letters by the pound until a few things start to get published. Then after you’ve had some things accepted by literary journals, who don’t actually pay anything for the publication, or make any profit themselves, you might get one of the small presses that print books of poetry to publish your collection instead of having to do it yourself. Then you buy a pile of the books to sell at readings, and hopefully your publisher can sell a few as well. In the meantime, you continue your life as a stay-at-home parent or English professor, because the number of people who make a living as a poet in the US is smaller than the number of people who actually are profitable on the major poker tournament circuit.

But instead I printed a book, ordered 100 copies, and got seriously motivated to sell them. Turns out that I’m not out much more money from doing it my way than I would have been if I’d gotten a book published in the traditional method and bought 100 copies from a real publisher. Maybe a couple hundred bucks, but not much more than that. I was tech-savvy enough to do all the layout myself, and even though I still missed some typos, I’ve found typos in mass market books as well, so that just goes to show that human beings have to read these things, and we miss things.

The polish is what I missed. I really do think that writing begets writing, and if you have any talent or skill at all, the more you write, the better you write. So obviously I think the stuff I’m writing now is better than what’s in the book, but that’s not the case with all of it. Frankly, if I hadn’t published the book, I wouldn’t have done nearly the work I’ve done getting out there in the public eye as a writer, and that has led me to a lot of good associations, like joining the Charlotte Writers’ Club and things of that nature. It also led to a rollicking adventure yesterday that I’ll write up when the time is right. Suffice to say I could go a couple weeks without eating any more fried chicken.

So I did plenty of things out of order, but I’m okay with that. What I’m not okay with is the paradigm of there being no commercially successful poets except for Billy Collins. Let’s face it, poetry is the same as songwriting, only accessible to those of us that can’t sing. And if Springsteen can get rich playing his poetry, I should at least be able to figure out how to make a little extra coin playing mine. I’m thinking on it. I have no answers right now, but there are a few percolating. If I can make it work, Story Slam will be the place it will happen, because I think they’re on to something big over there. I know I pimp that joint a lot here, but it’s for two reasons. First, I agree with a lot of their stated goals and think they’re cool people who deserve my support. Second, they let me come by and play, and have supported me, which is hard to find. I have no official capacity there, just a belief that there’s something going on that I want to be part of.

Tonight I’m performing at Just Do It! at Theatre Charlotte, which I’m very excited about. This is a series that gives people an opportunity to get rid of the excuses and Just Do It, whatever IT happens to be. In my case, I’ll be reading two new poems written for the show. Tickets are only $5, so come out and see it if you’re in town.

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