If I don’t do it, who will?
I’m terrible at self-promotion. It’s not that I feel like I’m whoring myself out or giving up my ideals for a fast buck; I actually feel like I’m bothering people. At conventions I’ll be polite and smile and talk with people and direct them towards my book, but I’m not one of those people who stridently promotes his/her book… which is probably a shortcoming of mine. Sort of. I mean, this is supposed to be a hobby, not a career.
Off-point. Back on point.
Bad at promotion, right. BUT I couldn’t help myself when I was told I could promote myself and a few other gay-themed comics for Instinct. Pass up an opportunity for national coverage? I’m bad, not stupid. What I like about my Frater Mine promotion is that I can say something nice about myself as well: “bald men are sexy and powerful.” We are, you know.
My one regret for this column is that I didn’t know about Brian Andersen’s So Super Duper at the time. Otherwise, he would have gotten some press as well from me (luckily, he got a nice write up the month before).
These are good comics people and good comics, people! Check ‘em out!
