I know most of you are busy doing Thanksgiving things and shopping and not reading blog posts from little ‘ol me, but I thought I would amuse myself by presenting to you a poem (and a small gift) of thanks, as illustrated by the incomparable Natalie Dee.
Because quite frankly, I’m thankful for her every day.
(clears throat and steps up to the podium…)
I’ve already published a Thanksgiving post,
But given this whole book ordeal.
I thought that I needed to say thanks again,
To those reading after their meal.
Now that the turkey has seen better days,
And your stomachs are full of good food.
It’s time to remind you that shopping from home,
Can help out much more than your mood.
Remember that book that I told you about?
The one that I just threw together?
And will ship it despite crappy weather.
Truth being told I’m not comfortable here,
Asking you to buy the book.
And tell all your friends and then write a review,
But those are the steps that I took.
Because sometimes my pride gets put up on the shelf,
For things that are bigger than me.
Like animals needing a shelter or home,
So I reached out and what did I see?
People responded with comments and notes,
Or sent out that post in a tweet.
For someone not comfortable doing all that,
I was kind of knocked off of my feet.
A click of the mouse or a Tweet of a link,
And people were made more aware.
Not only of me and the book that I wrote,
But of animals needing more care.
And even if only a few of you guys,
Actually do buy the book.
Those few extra dollars will go to good use,
(And not to my hacked pocketbook.)
I promise my next post is not quite this lame,
And grandma will make an appearance.
There’s drama involving a fork stabbing claim
And a tablemate’s strange disappearance.
Yes, things will return to their once “normal” state
In the weeks and the posts up ahead.
But I’ll still try and urge you to buy up the book
And help keep the critters well fed.
(And undead, but that didn’t sound quite as rosy.)
We know holiday shopping is now in full swing
And a book is so easy to wrap.
But I won’t start becoming that whiny-ass girl
Who annoys everyone with this crap.
So I’ll end this right now with a wish sent to you,
For a holiday great from the start.
On this day of gratitude I give to you,
A humble thanks straight from my heart.
As a small thank you, I would like to offer a free copy of the book—and possibly some of my chocolate pretzel treats—to anyone who leaves a comment and then tells someone else about the book and the post, either online or off.
You don’t have to tell me that you did. I trust you.
If you don’t want the book, no big deal and no hard feelings! I will send you a $10 Amazon gift card and a bag of pretzel treats that I licked and then rolled on the floor.
I’m kidding—about the health violations, not the gift card.
So you have until Sunday night to leave a comment here about anything—it’s like open mic night at the bar. In fact, feel free to recite a beat poem about holiday family dysfunction while we snap our fingers or bust out with your rendition of “Baby Got Back.”
Then while you’re still riding that adrenaline rush, go tell someone about how buying the book can save a kitten so I can quit being that whiny-ass girl.