Shelf Life Shenanigans

A blogger buddy let me interview her and she said that she tells new writers to imagine where they would be if their book was sold in the book store.

I love ego trips, and I had never thought to imagine where Platz would be shelved.  So I checked.

Sylvia Plath sat there waiting for me.  Do you know who she is?  Poet, depressing person....suicide victim.

Here's the thing: I write silly essays.  If I am lucky enough to get a book in print, I will share literary immortality with my philosophical antonym.

Well, I like irony, so I had better get myself into print soon so I can fill my "Rightful Space of Destiny".