2016-03-11 Fri


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Well today I achieved another goal that I had set myself.

I have been writing books and poems and essays and vignettes and ... for years. I have stuff that has been spinning at 5400†rpm since 1993.

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So back in mid-February I said ďenough!Ē and set myself a goal to Vanity-Publish a slim volume of Poetry by the 4th of March.

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I broke my goal down as a sequence (not a series) of Objectives. And by February 28th I had all my material laid out and ready-to-submit, so I phoned Asquith Publishing in the Toronto Public Library and made an appointment.

Well, we missed out on March 4th because they were booked up, as was I, so my project slipped, but at least it slipped in league with an external agent.

Up above you can see the proof copy of the book which I will review; I can make small changes to the content and the cover, and then the remainder of the print run will be set in motion.

That is, another five copies will be printed.

How does it feel? Well, it is not the first time Iíve been published Ė I became a Paid Published Writer back in 1996 or thereabouts with articles in the Terrace Standard in British Columbia, and later with Computing Canada in Toronto, but this is the first time I have held a book of my works.

It feels good, and I feel proud!

I decided that printing thirty out of my collection of poems was a good exercise for me in the mechanical process of transforming some files on a USB memory key to a bound volume of paper in my hot sweaty little hands.

I walked into Asquith Publishing at 10:00 this morning and walked out at 11:00 with the volume you see.

I learned about a few bumps and hurdles, and I can deal with those. When I am ready to publish a full book, Iíll have fewer problems because I have taken this exercise.

ďPoems of PassionĒ by Chris Greaves.

Ninety Pages.

Not for sale.


P.S. Later reflection: When I started programming computers back in May 1967, input and output was on 80-column punched-cards. The output cards had no printing on them, and we had no line printer. We would hold the cards up to the ceiling lights and mentally read off the results by interpreting each pair (or triplet!) of holes in a column, using the Hollerith code.

Today I walked into Asquith Publishing with a 32-Gigabyte memory key and walked out an hour later with a perfectly formatted paperback book.