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Geoff Williams
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Well, here you are, at my slowly, evolving web site. I put this up, oh, I don't know, two years ago, assuming that I'd update it every once in awhile. And I almost never do. Sigh. But, at any rate, if you go through the web site, you'll learn more about my writing and writing career, which is why I've put this up. It's gotten to the point where you almost expect business and businessperson to have their own web site, and even when you're a freelance journalist, you almost have to. At least, it feels like every writer out there has his or her own web site, and I was starting to feel left out. So with that in mind, thanks for visiting, and enjoy your look around, starting with, I guess, what I've recently added--below.
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It finally hit me that I really should try and promote my first book (actually, it's my third, but the other two, while I'm very proud of them, were works-for-hire and never destined to be sold in bookstores). The above book that you see--the photo size is the best I could do on this site--is C.C. Pyle's Amazing Foot Race: The True Story of the 1928 Coast-to-Coast Run Across America, a nonfiction narrative about one of the oddest and most forgotten sporting events in history. It arrived in bookstores on July 10, 2007 in a store near you, and a larger photo of the book can be seen at Amazon.com, just in case anyone's interested in looking at the cover and, oh, I don't know, buying 40 or 50 copies for you and your closest friends.
And here's an excerpt from my very first book review, from Publishers Weekly: "Williams, a contributor to Entrepreneur magazine, has evocatively recreated a long-forgotten sports event, mixing colorful anecdotes from the race with vivid portraits of the runners. There's Brother John, a bearded zealot who raced in a sackcloth, and 20-year-old Andy Payne, a part-Cherokee Oklahoman who competed to pay off his family's farm and to win the attention of the girl he loved. What could have been one long injury report or a sappy piece of nostalgic nuttiness is a breezy, entertaining read that properly balances the runners' integrity with the comedy of errors that was Pyle's grand experiment and his life."
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