Amazon Bound…A Desperate Tale; Chimera On A Quest

I am bound for the secret lair on Amazon (uk) Mountain to beg the Dread High Poobah (marketing division) to release my book;What Lies Beneath. Wish me luck as I cross hill and dale and rill and fen and (damn, WHERE is my thesaurus) and ….uhhh….other places.

I will approach the Doomed Place of Amaz……

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Sneak past the Fiercesome guards….

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Until I stand and face the Dread High Poobah (marketing division) face to face….err…..collar bone, and make my demands. Or beg. Begging seems likely. I mean, look at the size of him!

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Will I be successful? Will I leave with a happy sack full of my books to send to all of you?

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Or will I be treated as…..

 

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Only time and the internet will tell.

Stay tuned……

Chimera On A Quest

 

 

**if any Gentle Readers are so inclined, please feel free to email Amazon.co.uk and ask WHEN WHEN WHEN (that would make a great song….never mind, FOCUS) the long awaited “What Lies Beneath” by the elegant, erudite and just darn nice poetess Jaye Tomas will be available.  Anyone doing this will earn my heartfelt gratitude….and possibly cookies.**

 

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About chimerapoet

I write. I write a lot. A. LOT. There are times I am half blind with a sentence ricocheting off the walls of my stupid, cant be shut off to save my life, brain. I am miserable until I get it down on paper. Punch it up a bit. Usually cross out half of it. And then breathe. Relax. Only to do it all again..... But I just thought that was me. How I am. Not a writer....noooo...not me. Writers are.....writing people. People Who Write. REALLY write. Write things that matter. All grown up very important things. Not.....me. I am just a scribbler of sorts. And I was/am content with that....if it's true, well then....a scribbler am I. Until the thought wormed its way in to my brain (the furtive sneaky bitch) that maybe...just maybe...that is writing. My style. My strange way. But....still writing. So here I am at the dance. Not sure I know any of the moves and the music is entirely mine. But.....only one way to find out. Would you care to join me?
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