I wrote a book. I guess it is really no major feat nowadays, since everyone including ‘Snooki’ and ‘JWoww’ have written books, in my opinion much about nothing. I think my book is good and those who have read it tell me so, but my book gets no attention. I have no morning news shows wanting to feature my story, no bookstores to take me up on my offers for book signings and no shelf space at Barnes & Noble.
You see I am not a celebrity. I am a mother whose story is about my daughter’s tough, but successful battle against cancer. My book is written from a place of raw emotion and tough times. Before this experience I believed I had nothing to share that I thought was worthwhile for anyone else to read. After my daughter’s battle with cancer however, I wanted to share my story and so I wrote.
I wrote and wrote and edited and revised and tried to make my story as good a book I could possibly make it. I actually thought my book would catch interest from those who read it and believed all those television and radio shows I wrote to would also find interest in such a serious topic as childhood cancer. I was mistaken. I was fortunate enough to do a radio spot on Jordan Rich’s show in Boston, a gracious and classy host, but he was the only one. I am not a public figure. I do not have a reality TV show nor am I a badly behaving celebrity the masses clamor to read about and therefore my book gets no publicity.
I have gotten over the initial shock of it, as my small following of people who read my blog and follow my tweets have given me great feedback about what I do, however, it is a sobering thought to think how we have devolved into a society where true struggle and triumph like children battling cancer are ignored while ridiculous and stupid behavior is news worthy.
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