It’s not uncommon for writers to ask one another for blurbs, the promotional quotes that often appear on covers or in a book’s front matter. I’ve got a small collection of them myself, and I’ve provided a handful over the past several years. However, it’s been a while since anyone’s asked me for one.

Until Monday, that is. That afternoon, two separate blurb requests rolled into my email inbox.

I’m not quite sure how I ended up with the requests. Don’t get me wrong, these are both friends of mine and good writers, and I’m more than happy to help them out, but I’m not sure what good my name will do them. Why would my word carry weight if I haven’t been able to get a novel published since 2001? How do people know who I am if I’ve been only sporadically published since 2003? Or if my productivity has been crap since 2005? Sure, there’s the Stoker thing, but does anyone really care?

Or am I just being a neurotic freakshow again?

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.

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