Well, I was really, really chuffed a couple of weeks ago. (Don’t you love the English language? It has a small word that tells the world you are elated with pride in so few letters. And the sound of it! Chuuuuuffeeeed… OMG!)
This was due to two different incidents concerning my books. The first one happened bout two weeks ago, when someone who borrowed a physical copy of Cuentos told me that she had a nightmare related to one of its short stories, Hate the Future. Knowing that it is a tale about a guy being hung by his neck with a loop of his own guts, the less said, the better.
The second one happened when I browsed Amazon-s website and discovered that there was a new review for Clayton Chronicles. (You can read it here.) Of course, I was vaguely aware of its existence for a time but I was too occupied elsewhere to worry much about it. Then I realized that the book was being compared to similar literature written by Joe Hill. This last part resonated in my mind for a while, as the name sounded familiar in some dark recesses of my memory. Joe Hill, Joe Hill, Joe Hill… Hmmm
Then I fired up my search engine and I was surprised on why the name sounded familiar. Joe Hill is the nom de plume of Joseph Hillstrom… King…
Stephen King’s son.
You can only imagine the level of my elatedness at the moment.. or my level of chuffedness, as it might be, and if you want to reuse this magnificent word in some bizarre-ish way.
And of course, this sent me daydreaming. For some time, Stephen King wrote several books under the Richard Bachman name. These books languished with modest sales for almost a decade… until the rumor that Bachman was actually King in disguise… and then Richard Bachman’s sale numbers exploded exponentially.
Now.. if somebody started the rumor that I was Joe Hill writing under another name… Hmmm..
Come on, Internet Rumor Squad! Where are you guys when I need you?!?!