I began this blog with a vision: lots of photos of men reading. Since I already write my own blog, I knew that I couldn’t spend a ton of time on this project. I hoped that it would sort of “write itself” — ha! — but that was just a cruel joke.
Aside: As a published author, that cliche always makes my teeth hurt, “the book wrote itself.” None of my books have ever written themselves. I only wish! When authors say things like that, I want to punch them in the solar plexus, leave ‘em gasping for air.
I do care about reading, and a world in which so many boys seemed turned off to books. And I do maintain, and repeat again, the same old thing: They need male role models, they need to see dad in a chair with a book in his lap. Any book. With this blog, I simply didn’t get the response I needed for it to work for me. In a different life, I might have done more promotion (read: some promotion, any promotion), worked harder to give this thing some life.
These days, I’m pulled in a lot of different directions, not all of them productive. I need to consolidate my efforts and, yes, focus on the important thing, my writing, my job. So it’s with a degree of resignation that I close this blog and say goodbye. I have other fish to fry.
Good luck, dear readers, thanks for stopping by. And thanks especially to the folks who sent in photos, and the talented authors who contributed pieces to the blog. We did some good things here, and now it’s time to push off down the stream.
My best,
James Preller, author, father, reader . . .
