Sometimes in this funny virtual world we “live” in you come across people who you feel deserve a break. They are funny, talented and you take a liking to them. JT Sather is one such person. I stumbled across him on Facebook and once I found out a little more about him I thought I’d share a bit of it with you. I invited him to come and tell his story to you. So without further ado, here’s JT!
Facing 50: Welcome to the blog JT. I’m going to be quiet today, rather unusually, and just let you tell us all about what made you become a writer
JT: Why I became a writer? Well, this one might be a bit simpler than you think, or perhaps not. I have been a hardcore construction worker all my years. I put in 80+ hours a week, and still managed to find time for mischief. I’m one of those guys who squeezes the beejeezus out of life, even when it’s reluctant to give it up. This has provided me with volumes of material in which to write about. I never had time to write in the past, and I’ve had friends tell me many times throughout the years that I need to write a book. With the economy in the toilet, I found myself doing 30 days in the county lockup. I had a list of traffic fines that I couldn’t afford to pay. The Judge told me I had to do pay the fines in full (around 4000), or do thirty days. I asked him if I would owe any money after the fact, and he said no, the slate will be clean. “Sign me up!” I told him. I had no house, no work and no money, so it seemed like the best way to euthenize the monkey on my back. After attempting to read a couple of books, and not being able to get past the first couple of chapters due to lack of interest, I decided screw it, I’ll write my own. That’s how it started. I had no idea what direction it was headed, I just grabbed a pencil and some paper and let it pour out. When I was released, I stayed with a friend of mine. Work was very sparse, so with all the spare time I had on my hands, I continued with the book. In the mornings, evenings, and into the wee hours, I just kept writing. It consumed me, and I felt like it had to be finished, although I had no idea what I was going to do with it. Telling a story I had down pat, but what to do with a book? I hadn’t a clue. I was a builder of things, not a writer. I was far out of my element.
When I started the first page, I thought it best to open with the classic “About the Author” bit. I made an attempt to keep it short and sweet, but found it impossible. It ended up being over three pages. After that, I wrote a prelude. That’s when I had to decide what I was going to write about. With all the crap that I had been through, and knowing that there was quite a few people going through much of the same, I figured I could develop some sort of guide, for guys that found themselves in similar pickle jars. Each time I finished a chapter, I had no inkling of where the next one was going to start. It just sort of presented itself. When I finally finished it, I discovered that writing the damn thing was the easy part. With no skills in marketing, I went on a search for a publisher. I took me about four months to find one that was interested, and I signed a contract with Inknbeans Press in December of last year. Now that I have a publisher behind me, I feel like something good can really come out of it. I’ve got 25 five-star reviews so far, and half that again in four-stars, with nothing under that. I spent the first moments of the book being up for sale cringing, dreading a bad review, but none have come. At this point I know it’s inevitable, but with the number of good reviews I’ve gotten first, I can take a bad one in stride. Lucky me the good ones came first, or I would’ve been crushed!!
Facing 50: It’s often down to getting that lucky break and you are proof that it can happen. Thank you so much for sharing your story with us. I can’t let you leave the blog without telling us a joke. It’s sort of compulsory for all guests.
JT: Here’s one of my favorite jokes;
I went into a pub and had a seat next to a guy who had a hook for one hand, a peg leg and a patch over one eye. I looked at him and asked “Wow, what happened to you?” He told me :”Arr, I was on the high seas when a rogue wave took me overboard, and a giant shark took me leg.” “That’s aweful! What happened to your hand?” “Well, me and me buckoos were swashbuckling and I wasn’t paying close enough attention, and a sword took me hand clean off.” “Wow, what happened to your eye?” and he said “Arrrg, I was on the upper deck on a beautiful day. I looked up into the afternoon sky, and a seagull pooped in me eye.” “How would that poke your eye out?” I asked. He looked atme, slowly raising his arm, and said “AAARRG, first day with me hook!”
*Facing 50 applauds.*
Facing 50: One final thing before you go. I always ask my guests to tell us one thing about themselves that they don’t normally divulge. What secrets are you willing to share with us here?
I’m left handed. I do everything left handed, and twenty years ago I asked a guitarist friend of mine if he would teach me one song. Instead of getting my own guitar and stringing it for a lefty, I simply learned how to play his upside down and backwards. I learned how to play “Over the Hills” by Led Zepplin. It’s one of my favorites, and if I was going to learn how to play something on the guitar, it wasn’t going to be “Mary had a Little Lamb!”
Facing 50: Thank you again JT. You can find out more about this author and his book How To Survive When The Bottom Drops Out, by clicking on the links below.
One of the hardest lessons you’ll ever have to learn is how to remain standing when the world is crumbling at your feet. Jt Sather got his doctorate in economic survival at one of the toughest theaters of higher learning – Life. With courses on Falling From the Top – Twice, Unemployment, Homelessness, Empty Wallet – Empty Refrigerator, Catastrophic Injury, When She Takes the Dog, Friends, Food and Furniture and dozens of other difficult life lessons, the author provides a simple, common sense set of steps to get back up when you’ve been knocked down. Honest, funny, sad, and sometimes crude, Jt uses his own life as the course material, and helps you recognize the things that matter (friendship and pictures of your kids) and the things that weigh you down as you start back up the ladder. This book is not for feminists, fundamentalists or the easily offended. It’s frank, it’s personal and righteously raw. It will probably end up on the book shelves of man caves around the country, regardless of where the inhabitants are on the financial ladder.
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