When I finally get an agent and a publishing deal…
I’m going to hire a salesman to pitch my novel.
Why?
Because the genre and age of the readers of my book…
Might be a tough sell, or so an agent might think.
So, on my hunt for a salesman…
I’ll be specifically looking for a RAISIN salesman.
Don’t laugh.
And don’t think of the soft, plump juicy kind of raisins…
I’m talking about the kind of raisin...
That could be used as ammunition.
(here’s the backstory)
Dentist: What’d you break your tooth on, Leigh?
Me: A raisin.
Dentist: Looks at me like I just fell off a grape harvester…
Me: The kind of raisins in granola, I add.
Dentist: Still looking at me strangely.
Me: Ha, ha…just kidding.
But I wasn’t. And I’m still not.
Is it me? Or does every brand of granola…
Put the hardest, driest, no-tastingess raisins…
Into their product?
I can see it now…
A raisin factory has TONS of hard raisins…
That didn’t make the cut into breads and muffins…
The factory boss then goes to his sales team…
“Any ideas how to sell hard-as-pellet raisins?”
“No problem, says the sales team, we’ll find a way.”
An obviously they did and still do.
Because even here in Mexico…
The granola has those same pellet raisins.
Which makes me wonder…
What exactly was the salesmen’s ‘raisin’ pitch?
But more importantly…
How might the salesman…
Pitch my humorous women’s fiction novel?
Old dried up prune finds love…
Wrapped up with a younger granola bar.
Always, Em-Musing
