When Charlie Chaplin started becoming political in his films, it didn't take long for the industry as it stood to blackball him and cut his reputation down to a nub of what it once was. It is this massive riches-to-near-metaphorical-rags irony that has stuck with me since I read about it.
I find it extraordinarily ironic and upsetting from an artist's point of view in how Hollywood screwed Chaplin over due to his protesting and political stance exemplified via his appearances in cinema of the time. Chaplin was one of the most recognizable and influential stars of his heyday, and to see him reduced to so little by outside forces (namely intelligence agencies manipulating a domestic government policy) was a huge loss for the culture of cinema as a whole.
It was with this injustice wrought upon Chaplin that influenced me to undertake a surprise 2020 project just for the hell of it. I know I may not sell 1,000 copies, but that is not my goal right now. My goal is just to gain name recognition as an author so that my selling capability in turn rises as well. It to me, is unacceptable that people can sell thousands of books while indulging in nothing but mediocrity with a pen. I refuse to create anything less than great, and I know anyone that reads this post via my blog will not be worse for the wear.
Coming by the end of February 2020, my newest surprise drop is hitting shelves like a storm in Fuji! Every subscriber to this blog will also be provided with the chance to snatch up a FREE paperback copy of this newest release as soon as it comes out. Be sure to subscribe if you aren't already and be ready for the opportunity to score more books and merch down the line as I continue to grow my author profile.
This surprise book, aptly titled "Searching -4- Soapboxes" is sure to tantalize, infuriate, and impress those who indulge in its pages. Like a wine sealed long ago and not allowed to be opened - there will be blood, there will be tears, and rest assured there was sweat in the production of this lyrically superb addition to my catalogue/bibliography. 45 poems grace its innards as it viciously picks apart political turmoil like the literary carrion that it is, eases into uncharted territory with the legendary sensual poem, "Whipped Cream Valley", and so much more. I'm also back on my usual shit about preaching about the environment, and all-in-all I'd like to say that this book was inspired by the story of Charlie Chaplin slowly losing his glow of stardom and success after he began acting political - because if artists can't be political, then who can we trust to throw mud accurately?
The Comic and the Rhymer will always be joined at the hip as well as the coin. . .
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