MISSION STATEMENT ... To celebrate where it's deserved! ... To take the Michael out of institutions and individuals where it's deserved! ...
Recently I had occasion to prepare my gravestone epitaph:
GENE...
Educator, Novelist,
Humanitarian and Humorist
- TO KNOW HIM WAS TO LOVE HIM -
Rest in Peace
....... But while I am still walking the earth do not hesitate to contact me at:
bobbyslingshot8@gmail.com
Thursday, 13 August 2026
GENE WRITES...
I've had a new business card printed by Prontoprint. It gives my contact details and reads simply:
And so you should be, Groper, as having those descriptions on a business are the nearest you ever going to get to be a author, never mind a theologian.
Your sole publication, an 8,000 word text bulked out with fifty pages of out of copyright photographs, was "Granny Barkes fell in Woolworths".
No publisher would look at it - one agent to whom you sent the manuscript told you not to insult his intelligence with such nonsense.
So in the end you invented a fictitious publisher - The Rattlesnake Press of San Diego, Ca, who you claimed had printed and shipped 60,000 copies of it to the UK.
In fact, you paid to have it published via the Amazon KPD Vanity Publishing programme, and even then it bombed. It was last seen dropping off the Amazon best seller list at number 6,000,000 having sold fewer than 150 copies in 30 months.
Which was what it deserved - it was balderdash, flapdoodle, piffle and nonsense.
Author my arse.
As for Theologian, forget it.
Being a theologian means more than parroting the writings of better men without understanding them, and using them to buttress your pig-ignorant, merciless, dirty-minded bigotry.
I hope you got the name and address right; it would the only accurate statement on it.
The locked ward and the chemical cosh will be the next step, Gene.
And so you should be, Groper, as having those descriptions on a business are the nearest you ever going to get to be a author, never mind a theologian.
ReplyDeleteYour sole publication, an 8,000 word text bulked out with fifty pages of out of copyright photographs, was "Granny Barkes fell in Woolworths".
No publisher would look at it - one agent to whom you sent the manuscript told you not to insult his intelligence with such nonsense.
So in the end you invented a fictitious publisher - The Rattlesnake Press of San Diego, Ca, who you claimed had printed and shipped 60,000 copies of it to the UK.
In fact, you paid to have it published via the Amazon KPD Vanity Publishing programme, and even then it bombed. It was last seen dropping off the Amazon best seller list at number 6,000,000 having sold fewer than 150 copies in 30 months.
Which was what it deserved - it was balderdash, flapdoodle, piffle and nonsense.
Author my arse.
As for Theologian, forget it.
Being a theologian means more than parroting the writings of better men without understanding them, and using them to buttress your pig-ignorant, merciless, dirty-minded bigotry.
I hope you got the name and address right; it would the only accurate statement on it.
The locked ward and the chemical cosh will be the next step, Gene.