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Why I Shaved My Head

I published a book recently. Shameless plug time: it’s an action-adventure called Requiem and I would certainly appreciate it if you would check it out.

Anyway, it has been far too long since I published. My author career (such as it is currently) took a back seat to circumstances, challenges, and life in general. I finished writing Requiem some months ago, but didn’t pull the trigger to put it out on Amazon.

A couple of weeks ago I woke up, rubbed my eyes, stretched, and in the middle of making coffee I said to myself (not out loud, I’m not a weirdo), “hey, you should publish Requiem.”

It was available for purchase that evening.

It has done about as well as can be expected saleswise. (I did enjoy that someone in Japan has read it, by the way) The prevailing wisdom in the self-publishing world is that you generally don’t start making decent money until you have five or more books published. I’m not quite there yet. I do have two other books that are partially written, along with other books in various stages of preparation. Unfortunately, people can’t buy half-written books and plot ideas.

So I need to publish more books.


So it was April 16th and here we are hip-deep in COVID-19 and shelter-in-place orders. My hair was getting a bit too long and I realized that it was likely going to be some time before I was able to get a haircut. I have the tools, so I thought I might go at it myself.

I had intended to cut it pretty short anyway, but as I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, clippers in hand, I decided to really go for it. I did what I could with the clippers and then switched to a razor.

I was bald. Completely and utterly bald.

I know that it would be a little while before I would even come close to needing another haircut. Actually about three months before I would have an inch and a half of hair, per my quick research. A lot can happen in three months. For example… somebody could finish writing a book (and, you know, get it published). So I decided right then and there and that I would not get another haircut until I published another book. There. I said it. Publicly. Now all you people can hold me to that statement. The nice thing about this particular goal is that I am reminded of it every single time I look in the mirror.

Being bald is not exactly what I expected. I was not surprised that my head would get cold, that’s pretty obvious. I sure can feel the wind on head and going for a walk in the rain is a somewhat different experience (I like it, by the way). I was a little bit self conscious at first that the top of my head was so shiny… I thought that helicopters could see me from the air. I have also noticed, as my hair has started to grow back a bit, that the top of my head is more-or-less like Velcro (putting on a knit cap was unexpectedly challenging).


So there you have it. I won’t get another haircut until I publish another book. Don’t let me wimp out on this, you guys.


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