Today, I bit the bullet and Googled myself. Or rather, I Googled my book, figuring it was about time I uncovered any negative reviews and took the authors off my Christmas card list.
Trouble is, even with the most specific search terms imaginable (“antony john busted confessions flux”) I was flooded with links to all sorts of news items I’d rather not think about. As of today, Google connects my precious little novel with:
* John Edwards busted for adultery
* Carmelo Anthony busted for marijuana possession
* CNN reporter Richard Quest busted for drugs
Sensing a theme here? I sure am, and so I’ve decided to learn from my mistakes. In future, my book titles will only comprise various combinations of the following words: cute, cuddly, happy, fairy, kindness, patience, sharing, twinkly, baubles.
Oh yeah, baby. You may as well start engraving my name on the Pulitzer Prize right now.