Chickens. Also, My Novel

Today, I pimp my first and probably only novel. And if you don’t care about that, an inane observation about chickens.

Acccording to Wikipedia, the chicken is the most-domesticated poultry – and possibly one of the most-domesticated animals, full stop. So domesticated, in fact, that most of us have probably never seen a wild chicken, and never will. (Of course, the domestic chicken’s wild counterpart, the red and grey junglefowl, is only native to southeast Asia…) It’s just kind of strange to think that something we in the west see as so ubiquitous and common is, or was once, something rare and unique from fabled far-away lands. I mean, the stereotypical image of a medieval British farmstead inevitably includes a dozen or so chickens scrabbling around in the dirt, and I wonder how many people then – or now – really realized the far distant origins of those ubiquitous critters?

Even less exciting than the origin of chickens as domesticated foodstuffs is my first novel, Mendacities. It’s a very atypical, dystopian, slightly trope-rich coming-of-age story. Boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy and girl agree to be just friends and nothing more, boy and girl meet a second, very strange, girl, and compete for her affections, while at the same time undertaking an ill-advised school project that winds up altering their lives, nearly killing them, and eventually helping overthrow the government. Also, there’s some casual nudity and underage drinking, a gunfight, and some ruminations on the practical inadequacies of modern K-12 education systems.

You know, same old, same old, just like all the other books out there.

Anyway, you can read about this appalling travesty to populist literature at it’s very own mediocre website, which includes links to several sample chapters, plus places you can buy the stupid thing, as either a paperback, a Kindle book, or an e-book in a dozen other formats. Those of you with an interest in self-publishing may find my boring page of facts and figures somewhat interesting.

My goal is to sell three-hundred copies in three years, and recoup the $200 I’ve got invested into this project. Let’s see how spectacularly I fail, shall we? Thank you in advance for your generous financial support, et cetera…

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  1. On 8/17/2010 at 12:46 pm Nemo Said:

    For anyone keeping track at home, five days of paid advertising on a half-dozen websites, plus the mention of the book here, translates to about sixty visits to the book’s website… and zero sales, as far as I can tell.

    Good thing I’m not quitting my day job any time soon. 🙂

  2. On 9/4/2010 at 3:37 pm Calculator Ftvb Said:

    Finished the novel. Great book! Thank you for making it available. I’m definitely hoping for some more. BTW, whatever did the mother think of the anti-tank rifle? 😉

  3. On 9/4/2010 at 4:39 pm Nemo Said:

    Thanks for the compliments! It takes a lot to shock or surprise the mother, so I can’t imagine she was too bothered by it. Given all the other things going on in her life, I suspect it’ll wind up in a closet somewhere, half-buried and forgotten… until some day where another crisis arises, and someone foolishly says “damn, this would be such an easy problem to resolve if we just had something capable of putting a big hole in things from way far away” when Al is within earshot. 🙂

    Not that I planned a sequel or anything, really. But I figure a handful of dysfunctional college students could easily get into – or put an end to – some mighty entertaining mischief with access to military hardware. Especially given that none of them actually have any experience using firearms.

  4. On 9/4/2010 at 5:23 pm Calculator L Ftvb Said:

    Hehe, nice. BTW, in case you’re wondering, I got the print edition from Barnes and Noble.