Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Back to the normal routine

Well it's been a long few weeks. First I was sick, then I had a long two week business trip to Florida and Arizona...but now all that is over and I'm back to the normal grind.
The meeting I was in Arizona was an eventful one. Met many new folks, re-connected with some old friends and sold some books. I'm finding that if you sit in the lobby of any hotel and talk with someone about your book, more are soon to follow...
I was signing a book for an old friend and as we were talking a young lady about 30 sat down next to us and "eavesdropped" until she felt comfortable enough to join in. After buying a book, she asked how long I would be around. I said I'd be in the hotel for three more days and asked why. She said she was going to read the book by the pool and if she liked it would like to meet again for more conversation. So, I gave her my cell number and forgot about her.
The next night I was eating at our company dinner and my phone went off. It was "Cindy." She wanted to meet me in the lobby...so I excused myself and went to see what may come of this chance meeting.
Cindy said that she was very intrigued by my story. As she asked me more and more questions, I felt like I was on an interview or something. After about 20 minutes of questions and answers, Cindy came to her point--she was a buyer for a chain of gift shops, many in hospitals. She asked if she could buy some books for her shops. I am always open to selling my books, as all authors are, so I asked how many she needed. I was stunned when she said 1000. After getting my breath back, we finalized the deal...I thought that was the end of our meeting, but was surprised again as Cindy gave me a list of other buyers that she does business with and suggested I e-mail them all using her as a reference.
This is the second time this has happened to me...the first was back when "Sensitivity 101 for the Heterosexual Male" first came out and a man on a plane ride to Las Vegas bought the same amount from me for his family owned gift shops after seeing the lady next to us start crying as she read my book. I gave it to her as a bribe so I could get some sleep on the plane.
You know I have a few sayings in life that I live buy--but this one is my favorite. "Sometimes it's better to be lucky than smart." All I do is talk about my book, and carry one everywhere, and good things happen.
To those authors out there--how do you market your books? Any good stories like mine floating around? Please share!

Until next week!


Sunday, April 11, 2010

The shortest post I've ever written...

Since I was out sick last week, I need your help. Please share with us any acts of kindness that you witnessed or took part in. I know we will see some great comments.

Monday, April 5, 2010

A Trip Back to the Past Re-Energizes

In my book, "Sensitivity 101 for the Heterosexual Male...Lessons Learned from the Fairer Sex" I tell you about my "Happy Place" and how I found it after listening to my first girlfriend as we discussed some anxious moments that I encountered. She told me to close my eyes and picture the one place I always felt safe and comfortable at. It's been a long time since I visited that location...but had a chance last week to re-explore it.

I had just returned from a week long business trip and was dreading the work week coming up. My days are full of e-mails, phone calls, and social media (both work and personal). I sometimes long for the days before "technology"...the days when you could actually get lost and no one could find you. Long before answering machines, pagers, cell phones and e-mails life seemed so much simpler and much easier to live.

On Sunday morning I couldn't wake up...my throat was sore, my head was pounding, and I was way too congested. I knew I was sick and that it would only get worse with time. I used all the energy I could muster and went to my computer...I sent a quick e-mail to my work team saying that I was going to be out for a few days and that they would need to find other means of help if they needed it. Then I went to my facebook page and stated that I wasn't going to post for a few days. Finally, I did the impossible...I turned off my cell phone.

For the next few days, I couldn't get out of bed. I slept, I tossed and turned, and I found myself alternating between being way too hot and way too cold. I thought I was miserable.

On Thursday I felt better, but still not well enough to get out of bed. I lay on my bed looking for a sign that all would be better. That's when I fell asleep and ended up back at my "Happy Place." I "awoke" and felt the bright sunshine beating down on my face. The aromas from my past--hamburgers being grilled on an open campfire, the smell of freshly cut green grass, and the lingering scent coming from the seaweed that had washed upon the beach over night--all were present. I knew I was in Wisconsin at my great-grandparent's cottage which meant so much to me as I grew up. After what seemed to me like being there forever, just taking in the view of the lake from the hillside I was laying on, I suddenly awoke for real. I was in my own bed, but was feeling much better.

The next day I woke up bright and early feeling totally refreshed...but I wasn't done yet. I dreaded turning on my cell phone and listening to all the recorded voicemails. I could not believe that after 5 days there were no voicemails at all. I did have one text message from a phone number that I didn't recognize. It said, "Hope you feel better soon...we all need rest sometime." When I tried to call the number, it was disconnected.

Next, I turned on my computer to await the hundreds of e-mails that I assumed were awaiting my return from the dead. On my work system, which normally handled over 100 e-mails a day, I was surprised to say the least when there were only 12 e-mails. No one besides my team knew I was sick...and in fact all eight of my team members sent me the same message..."Relax, you have trained us well...we'll take care of everything."

I wondered what was happening...could this be a hidden sign for me to understand?

As I clicked onto my personal e-mail, again I was surprised when only 20 e-mails showed up (many days I get well over 20 spam e-mails a day alone.) I clicked on some of the "important" ones and found out that there were no important ones at all. I was dumbfounded, but not as confused as I was about to become. The last e-mail bore the name of a person I did not know, but I felt compelled to open it. When I did, I read "Hope you feel better soon...we all need rest sometime." I attempted to reply to this e-mail, but was a little disappointed when I got a quick return saying that the e-mail address did not exist and could not be delivered.

I went to my facebook page to see many of my friends leaving me notes of encouragement and the hopes that my sickness would disappear quickly.

I went back to my bed to ponder what all this meant. This is what I came up...tell me your opinions of it, please!

In this world that moves way too fast sometimes, one where people feel much more important than they really are, and the feeling of not having anytime alone to themselves anymore, I was able to find out that all this is false. The world DOES move fast, but you control just how fast. I am no more important than anyone else in this world, and there is always time to go to your "Happy Place" if you make the effort.

I say in my book that God works in miraculous ways...and I believe this was His way of saying to me "Slow down and relax..." I don't know if God knows how to text message, or how to send e-mails, or can control how much others need you from time to time, but I do know He cares for all of us...and sometimes interacts with you to allow you to make the best of it.

Till next week,