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So To Speak

I can’t write anymore. I hire an editor. She recommends a therapist.

I arrive at the front desk. I share a recent dream in which I tell a stranger nobody understands what I’m trying to say. The stranger agrees but this resolves nothing.

The receptionist says she’s not a therapist. She will be with me in a moment. I give her my name. She looks thirsty. I’m talking about the receptionist. I am told in no uncertain terms to keep my voice down.

I author a book from front to back in a waiting room. I quit dreaming.

I tell a stranger I’m vulnerable. I don’t recommend announcing this in a dark alley after midnight. Or on a first date if you’re into meeting people. A blog is fine. I’m done with books.

I am vulnerable. I write books nobody reads. Books nobody bothered to write but me. Nobody understands what I’m trying to write. Books aren’t blogs aren’t dreams. I fire my editor. This resolves nothing.

I enter a stranger’s dream and say nobody understands what it’s like to tell people on the internet you’re vulnerable. He’s angry with me. I bite my tongue. He throws his voice.

Books are for dummies. I buy mine on Amazon. Books are finished.

A stranger tells his therapist in my dream I don’t understand what I’m trying to say. I agree and this resolves everything. I decide to write cryptic blogs to throw off people on the internet.

I fuck my editor in a dark alley. She says I’m a bad writer. Repeat after me. I’m a bad rider.

I take back my book. Every word.

I write what I know. I quit therapy because I’m too smart for this shit.

I am dumber than a blog post. Someone buys my book and it arrives by drone.

I am thirsty. An author waiting for my therapist tells me he can’t write any more. I ask him to elaborate. This adds words to the universe. Words aren’t people aren’t drones. I see right through the universe. My book drops. Nobody picks it up.

A stranger will see me now. My therapist asks me to elaborate at the same time I ask her to elaborate. She doesn’t get paid to analyze dreams.

I ask my therapist for water. She gives me a voice. So to speak.

She says I am valuable. Repeat after me. I am vulnerable.

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Buy Nervous Lethargy Now

Buy my second book here.

Thank you to everyone who supports my writing. This was a fun process. Here is the Amazon product description:

“Poetry is the language of language.” So writes Charles B. Snoad in the introduction to Nervous Lethargy, a collection of poetry obsessed with the power of words. Snoad asks difficult questions about the nature of truth, the existence of God, the joys and frustrations of desire and falling in love, and the persistence of anxiety in today’s technology-driven global society. The highly sensitive, self-aware speakers in these poems take readers on an existential journey through tragedy, hope, and longing—attuned to the beauty and absurdity of modern life. That feeling when your head spins so fast you can’t get out of bed—this is Nervous Lethargy.

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Nervous Lethargy: Proof Copy

My proof copy of Nervous Lethargy was shipped yesterday. It should arrive next week. Once I look it over and approve the file, my book will be live and ready for purchase via Amazon.

Beyond any typos I may have missed, there may be two substantial issues with the proof copy.

First, one of the images I use on a chapter title page might look blurry. How blurry, I’m not sure. If I’m really not happy with it I may remove it, which means correcting the file, uploading it, waiting a day for Amazon’s computers to check it, ordering another proof copy, waiting for it in the mail, etc. Point is, if it’s better than “OK” I’m not going to remove it and start the process over.

Second, the book is 134 pages. CreateSpace says a book needs to be 131 pages or more for the spine to be wide enough to display the title and author’s name. Since I’m cutting it close, it’s possible the letters will look fuzzy. Again, this isn’t a huge deal, but it’s something I’m looking out for. To correct this issue I simply would need to remove the two blank pages in both the front and back of the book. And then re-start the proof process.

I spent three days formatting Nervous Lethargy (I’m a perfectionist). Hopefully my (neurotic) attention to detail pays off. There will be no Kindle edition. Formatting a poetry book for e-readers is not easy, and I prefer people hold a physical book anyway. I’m old school like that.

Note to anyone who buys a copy: You may find it interesting to search for the Poetry category on this blog to see what changes I’ve made to poems in the book that first appeared here on Sharp Left Turns. By changes, I mean things like cutting unnecessary words, altering line breaks, turning ampersands into “ands,” and other stylistic concerns. I believe the “intention” of the previously published poems remains, if intention as it relates to a poem can be defined. Basically, my worldview hasn’t been edited out of any poems you may recognize from five years ago or last month. I believe in some cases I found a more poetic way of conveying my ideas, thus making them “better,” if that can be defined. Or perhaps some changes have stolen some of the previous magic.

I’m excited to receive my proof, and I hope to go live soon. More updates to come.

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Nervous Lethargy: Assembly Stage

The writing and rewriting and rewriting again and again process is complete. There are 60 poems in Nervous Lethargy. Some date back to 2000; I wrote the latest one two days ago.

Next up: converting each Word document to the proper format I’ve devised for the whole book. Need to set up consistent font size, font style, page orientation, margin settings, page breaks, page numbers, headers, etc. Then merge all the files into one Word file and convert it to a PDF. Then upload the PDF to CreateSpace for their magical computers to check for errors and measure the extent of my madness.

The cover is done. The intro is done. The postscript is done, as is the “about the poet” page. The contents page is not done, but I have already determined the order in which the poems will appear. There are three chapters, each with 20 poems. (I’m nuts for symmetry.)

Once Amazon accepts my file (even if their computers don’t agree with my worldview) I will order a proof copy, which will arrive in my mailbox with free shipping. Thanks, Prime! Then if I’m happy with the whole thing, I’ll say “GO AHEAD, I’M READY TO BARE MY SOUL.” And Nervous Lethargy will go live and I’ll let you know it’s finally here.

 

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Nervous Lethargy Update

Making tons of progress on Nervous Lethargy. Been a (mostly) fun process. Will keep plugging along. Peace.

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Kindle Version Of My Book Available

Kindle Version: “Intimacy of Communication”

Amazon UK Kindle Version

Amazon UK Bound Book

Great news! I have added a Kindle version of The Intimacy of Communication. The link is above, along with a link to the Amazon UK Kindle version and the Amazon UK bound book. Thank you for supporting my writing.

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The Intimacy Of Communication

My book, The Intimacy of Communication: A Spiritual Encounter, is now available for purchase via Amazon and the CreateSpace store. I may add a Kindle version too, but that’s still a work in progress. Direct links to purchase my book:

amazon.com

createspace.com

I’m sure many of my readers are familiar with ordering books on Amazon. Besides clicking the first link above, you can go to amazon.com and type “charles b snoad” in the search box and up pops my book.

Besides clicking the second link above, to order via createspace.com switch from “site” to “store” and type “charles b snoad” in the search box and up pops my book.

This has been an amazing process. CreateSpace, an Amazon company, makes self-publishing easy. You don’t have to spend a fortune to set up your book, unless you opt for their “professional services,” which I didn’t need. I highly recommend CreateSpace.

Below is the full book description, followed by my author bio. Thanks for your support. If you like the book, please consider writing a review on Amazon. Hope you enjoy it!

Is there space for intimacy in a hyper-connected world? Charles B. Snoad employs the wisdom of French philosopher/provocateur Jean Baudrillard in a spiritual quest for meaning in the Digital Age. Fighting against rampant consumerism and a cultural imperative that everyone must text, Tweet and overshare on social media, Snoad argues for authentic communication, or fully present, device-free conversation. In the process, he also seeks to understand his twenty-year battle with depression. If depressed people pose a threat to corporate values like rationalization, organization and flexibility, does depression carry with its suffering a temporary path to freedom? By sharing his story, Snoad hopes to break the stigma surrounding mental illness. Personal essays in this collection cover wide-ranging topics in philosophy, psychology, politics, religion, media studies, sociology and critical theory. The book concludes with thoughts on the power of forgiveness to transform our souls in the wake of social, political and personal traumas. This is a text with depth no instant message can convey. To follow along, the author recommends we silence our phones.

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Charles B. Snoad is a summa cum laude graduate of Elmhurst College with a BA in English. At Elmhurst he won multiple poetry and short story awards, and served as opinion columnist for the school newspaper, The Leader. He discovered French philosophy shortly after college and quickly fell in love with the works of Jean Baudrillard, his intellectual hero. Snoad lives in Wheeling, IL, and works as a writing tutor and copy editor. He’s maintained his blog Sharp Left Turns since 2008.

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