This scene of the final battle between Voldemort and Harry Potter is one of my favorites for several reasons.
First, my genre is fantasy and magic. Second, it is the climactic battle between good and evil.
Third, I like the colors.
Now maybe marketing isn't in the same good/bad category, but it feels like it. Consider the telemarketer. He has to call a total stranger and make a pitch that hooks that person in three seconds. I usually hang up. I say "usually" because sometimes I play around:
Telemarketer: The sheriff of [insert name of small town here] wants me to inform you about their charity campaign to sell light bulbs to feed hungry children.
Me: Holy Crap! We have a sheriff? When did that happen?
Yeah, it’s stupid but sometimes life in the country needs more than cow-tipping for entertainment.
Telemarketers. I blame them what I see on the faces of friends and strangers when I try to hand them a bookmark of Wilder Mage. The curling lip, the rolling eyes; that slight look of disdain. I smile and say, this card is just for information.
“How much do you want for it?” Er, not selling it. Just letting people know about the book.
“So you wrote these books. (in addition to disgust, now add suspicion) How much did you pay to print them?” Nothing. The publisher pays me. I don’t pay the publisher.
“This looks satanic. Are these books about devil worship?” GAh, no. no. no. no.
And so it goes. I’m already fighting my introverted nature to go out into the cold cruel world. Now, I have to battle the ones who give the word entrepreneur such a bad name.
Insecure Writers Support Group: The Final Frontier.
These are the voyages of the Ninja Captain, AJC. His continuing mission, to explore all new writing venues, to seek out new authors and new blogs.
To boldly go where no blogateer has gone before.