Write a book for $1000? "Indie-go-Fuck Yourself" Said Shemp Greedhead

One of my readers let me know that Jerky Jeff (make that GEOFF) who currently has an Indiego ad in his attempt to inflict a babble of Shemp Pain on everyone...already LOST a push at Indiegogo months ago.

But that's the beauty of stubborn, clueless greedheads. Just keep doing it. Does it cost anything to post on that website? Why not keep flogging social media and keep pushing?

Last time out, he managed to end up with $1,000, but that wasn't good enough. Maybe because HE put up the $1000 or his mommy? Who the fuck knows. One thing I know, thanks to my reader highlighting it in blue, is this DUNCE claimed he was going to make up the difference with his own money.

What a fucking liar. Instead, he's back at Indiegogo again, demanding SIX THOUSAND DOLLARS in donations and saying nothing about making up the difference should he fall short of his greedy goal.

The guy is in his 60's. A thousand bucks wasn't good enough for his idiot hobby? He didn't lower his price this time to a more reasonable goal of even $5,000? The price most authors of this type of shit would gladly take to the bank?

Need I repeat that 90% of authors out there write on spec? They know writing a book (especially one on an obscure topic) is not going to bring them fame or fortune, but just a little pride of ownership. Here's a scumbag who claims to have spent 40 years in the writing biz...and he has NEVER written a non-fiction book...and he runs a new ad where he expects SIX THOUSAND for his time and efforts! This, after failing miserably and refusing to take $1,000 (assuming the $1,000 was legit and not shill money).

He's been crying and whining in 3 Stooges forums etc. etc. and you can be sure that anyone who'd give him a MOE response ("What's with you, you numbskull?") would get a cry of "No fair, leave him alone, he's a genuine author" and "He's only networking" and "I can hardly wait for the book."

That's how ignorant people are, and how stupid they are when it comes to manners and common sense. To some starry-eyed plumber, some dopey guy who spends his day walking his dog Muffin, or any addled cretin who lives his life in a daze, it's "ooh, this guy is a real WRITER because he told me so and I'm so impressed" and "all I want is to read about Shemp nevermind the details."

Is it any wonder people are so easily conned and pfished? They do NOT pay attention. They listen to con-artists. They are impressed by the most obvious blowhards!

The truth is this jerk is not going to turn in 250 pages of brilliant prose on SHEMP. Nobody wants to believe that everything interesting about this tired old character actor (like his bedwetting, his fear of rainy weather, his general sissy-ish even Joe Besser-ish phobias) hasn't already been covered in all the main bios published back in the 1980's?? What could this dope with no skills, living in CANADA, possibly uncover on a pock-marked 3rd rate stooge who died OVER FIFTY YEARS AGO? He's gonna find a 90 year-old broad to tell the world he had a big dick? That he ate pie off her cunt? I don't think so.

Christ, no wonder the book business is as shitty as film, TV and music. Amazon has turned it into a playground for eBooks (for which they dictate their own hefty percentage), idiot places like Indiegogo and social media encourage amateur dimwits, and the whole idea of getting a real advance, writing a real book, getting real reviews, being in real bookstores and getting into real libraries...is a fucking FANTASY.