I wrote a book proposal called Learn to Speak Geek in 30 Days or Less, and several publishers are now taking a look at it, well aware that they can either shatter my soul or elevate me to the blissful heights of an Arizona Cardinals Super Bowl appearance with their yays or nays. Hopefully more than one will be into it, and a bidding war will commence. But that's getting way too far ahead of myself.
This is the third new proposal I've written since Secrets of a Stingy Scoundrel came out, the others being Half@ss Dad and The 100 People You Meet in Internet Hell. Both of those made it as far as editorial board meetings at publishers -- the get-togethers in which the top brass gives the thumbs up or down to books brought to them by editors -- before being shut down. Hopefully the third time will be a charm, I'll be forced to get by on four hours of sleep a night for the next several weeks as I finish the book up, and it will be in stores next year. If not, maybe it will be the fourth time that will be the charm. Or the four-hundredth. One way or another, I'll get there.