Write the Wrong

It seems everyone's writing books these days. Today an author is no more than someone with connections in the publishing world. It used to be someone was a waitress slash model slash actress. Now folks are adding an additional slash: author. It's not like aspiring writers don't have enough competition. Now they have to deal with the dreaded celebrity author.

Hoda Kotb from the fourth hour of the Today Show has a book on the New York Times bestseller list, “Hoda: How I Survived War Zones, Bad Hair, Cancer and Kathie Lee.” She actually stole my title. The war zones I refer to are my kid's bedrooms. All anyone needs for a bad hair day is humidity. She is indeed a breast cancer survivor and I skin. And whether you have ever watched Regis and Kathie Lee or Hoda and Kathie Lee, I don't have to tell you that you have most certainly survived that wine swilling sideshow Kathie Lee.

So why does she get her book published and not me? Well for one thing I haven't written mine yet. That’s neither here nor there. The main reason is she is a celebrity people! She has a nationally televised program to market her book which she has done religiously and shamelessly every day since its release. How do the rest of us get this gig? We don't. Yes there's always that individual who gets that lottery winning endorsement from Oprah even if their non-fiction best seller turns out to be fiction. But the majority of struggling writers are by and large on their own.

Celebrities are branching out all over. Not only do they claim to be writers but also models; designers and musicians. The little guy (in a manner of speaking) doesn’t stand a chance. And it doesn’t stop there. Their offspring are cashing in on the parent celebrity and are following in their Manolo Blahnik covered footsteps. Yes the rich get richer and the poor ....well the poor get to write and gripe about it. They just need to get the damn thing published. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!