It’s time to do some marketing of my new book.
Marketing feels like a dirty word to the artist in me who thinks of themselves as a ‘lone poet’ looking at the world going round seeking inspirations from life.
I have imagined that people visualise in their minds eye the poet sitting in the garret, feeling tortured by thoughts as the words that should be inscribed onto the paper do not flow as they should.
There is a reality to this as ordinarily I would be out there at various venues performing my words and getting the vibes from others which I would translate into verses of ‘wonder’ (my view). I would be then getting the views/ feedback of others around me to criticise or corroborate the truth of that self-illusion.
Lockdown due to the corona virus pandemic has sadly robbed me of this imagined workshop of dreams and passions.
Onto much more brighter things now.
During 2019 and at the beginning of 2020 I was performing and writing my words and have decided that it is time to share some of my words with you.
I have been working on Book 3 which you, my kind followers can purchase for the small price of the imagined pint of beer which we would have been enjoying together.
If you are more tech minded, then you can even download onto your Kindle for a lower price.
Last year I was torn between a couple of titles, but I have decided on the quirky question
“Poetry for the end of the decade?”
Why did I choose this? It seems a strange phrase.
For me this had the 2 meanings.
- that at the end of decades there is always the query whether the decade ends on the 0 year which is going back to the millennium debate of many years ago.
- people really want to get away from 2020 and call it a non-year.
I don’t want to indulge in the debate (2019 ended the decade as far as I am concerned) but I can understand why we really want to start again given what has happened in the 366 days of 2020.
2021 certainly feels like a new beginning and in the words of JFK those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future. … The truth is you don’t know what is going to happen tomorrow. Life is a crazy ride.
We are looking forward to our crazy ride but at the time of writing we must remain careful.
However never erase your past. …
The Romans recognised that there needs to be a period of reflecting before change. The god Janus is the gateway between looking back and looking forward, hence my graphic
Anyway watch this space for future news
Joe the poet 