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DON'T QUIT YOUR DAY JOB
By: Sonny Brewer

Acclaimed Authors and the Day Jobs They Quit

MP Publishing
October 2010
On Sale: October 1, 2010
272 pages
ISBN: 1849821089
EAN: 9781849821087
Hardcover
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Dear Booklover,

P.J. O’Rourke said, β€œCreative writing teachers should be purged until every last instructor who has uttered the words β€˜Write what you know’ is confined to a labor camp…The blind guy with the funny little harp who composed The Iliad, how much combat do you think he saw?”

Like O’Rourke, William Faulkner had his own take on the Other Commandment for writers, the one that goes, β€œThou shalt not quit thy day job.” Faulkner, who won the 1949 Nobel Prize for Literature, had, twenty-five years before, worked at the post office in his hometown of Oxford, Mississippi.

Mister Faulkner was known to say, β€œOne of the saddest things is that the only thing a man can do for eight hours, is work. You can’t eat eight hours a day, nor drink for eight hours a day, nor make love for eight hours.”

He must have been determined to give something else (writing, we may assume, perhaps a glass of whisky on the side) a whirl when he tendered his resignation to the postmaster. β€œI reckon I’ll be at the beck and call of folks with money all my life,” he said, β€œbut thank God I won’t ever again have to be at the beck and call of every son of a bitch who’s got two cents to buy a stamp.”

The authors in this book have tried their hands at some of the same jobs you have held, or still keep. They’ve worked on the railroad, busted rocks with a sledgehammer, fought fires, wiped tables, soldiered and carpentered and spied, delivered pizzas, lacquered boat paddles, counted heads for the church, sold underwear, and, yes, delivered the mail. They’ve driven garbage trucks.

And like William Faulkner they have quit those day jobs.

And like Faulkner they write. These authors tell good tales. If you wonder what work preceded their efforts to produce a great pile of books, if you would like to know how they made the transition to, as William Gay said, β€œclocking in at the culture factory,” then this is the book you’ve been waiting for.

Sonny Brewer, Editor Fairhope, Alabama

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