The Cost of Being a Writer

I’m a writer, but to more accurately describe myself…I’m broke.  Nada.  Zilch.  I have enough money to cover my rent and utilities, but surely not enough to get my book edited and published.  “A book?”, you ask.  Yeah.  A book.  I wrote one, and in my completely unbiased opinion…it’s good. 

My book, titled Death Can Wait revolves around the life and experiences of a journalist named James.  His seemingly insignificant life takes a turn when he is confronted by the CIA, who leave him with no choice but to obey their commands.  They ship him off to Russia where he is to maintain visual surveillance of a man the agency had deems to be harmless.  Reckless mistakes lead to dangerous situations for James and he soon loses contact with the CIA completely.  Radio silence creates the presumption that James is dead; but his story proves otherwise.
 

Sounds interesting, right?  I think so…

 
Here’s a link to my website if you haven’t been convinced quite yet, a sample of my work can be found there: This is the link.   And if you donate $5 or more to my cause…I will write you down on a priority list of people that will get a copy of Death Can Wait automatically upon publication.  Just send an email to this address with your first and last name: [email redacted].  (If you don’t send an email, you won’t get a free copy).


Whether you are a book enthusiast that finds mine interesting or just a generous human being that wants to help another achieve their goals…I thank you for your contribution to not only my bank account, but to the success of my endeavor as well.