{"id":4116,"date":"2011-11-25T12:15:32","date_gmt":"2011-11-25T17:15:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/?p=4116"},"modified":"2011-11-28T19:20:11","modified_gmt":"2011-11-29T00:20:11","slug":"waxing-poetic-a-case-for-the-chronicles-of-zee-zoey","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/waxing-poetic-a-case-for-the-chronicles-of-zee-zoey\/","title":{"rendered":"Waxing Poetic – A Case for The Chronicles of Zee & Zoey"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>I slept in this morning for the first time in months and woke up with the instant urge to wax poetic from my soapbox. We traveled quite a distance yesterday for Thanksgiving dinner with the family, and it appeared somewhere between the turkey and the coffee, that Christmas had already begun. As we drove home in the dark and entered our neighborhood, it was already ablaze with the jarring commercialism of Christmas lights. Now, mind you, I love Christmas and I love the lights, but can\u2019t I even digest my dinner before a new holiday begins?<\/p>\n

Exhausted from the day, instead of going to the computer like I normally do, I crashed on the couch with Dan and the kitties to relax from a wonderful, but weary day. Rather than feel the peaceful calm I was hoping for, I was bombarded with non-stop ugly and loud commercials telling me to go stand in line to be the first one let in for the trampling of crazed people looking to buy a TV at 40% off at midnight. Geesh\u2026. Not only did I not feel compelled to fall into the frenzy of possessed shoppers, I became stronger in my mindset that we need to do a serious rewind to days gone past in our lives.<\/p>\n

That brings me to my real point \u2013 there is a strong resurgence to support and buy your holiday gifts from local business, craftspeople, artists, and authors. Falling in the category of self-published author, I am learning some very hard lessons about the retail world. The big guys like Amazon and Barnes & Noble own the market \u2013 you can\u2019t elect not to sell through them, but if you do, they not only take the majority of any profit you might make, they also take away the charm and personalization of the experience itself (although, yes, I certainly do order books through Amazon, and I also enjoy shopping at my local Barnes & Noble immensely). They are a voiceless group of faceless entities. There is no phone number to call if I have a problem with my account and I am at their mercy as to how many books they keep in stock. Barnes & Noble accepted my book, but only if I provide it to them though a large distributor. The catch, the large distributor does not care that I have a wonderful product \u2013 if Barnes & Noble does not want thousands of my books, they don\u2019t want to do business with me. Is it any wonder the world is in the shape it\u2019s in? Just when did we stop caring about helping the little guy who is pursuing a dream \u2013 isn’t that what America was built on?<\/p>\n

The Chronicles of Zee & Zoey is not only a warm, humorous, and inspirational story, it is a work of art of keepsake quality. Any book ordered though my personal website <\/a>comes lovingly wrapped with a tissue paper sleeve (in a leopard print, of course), a designer sticker, and a beautiful bookmark. You are also able to request a custom inscription. Certainly when you order from Amazon, you will still get the same heartfelt story and the same beautiful book, but the old-fashioned cottage industry charm of having it sent directly from the author is lost. I am done with the speech, but just wanted to voice my opinion while all of this emotion is swirling so close to my mind at the moment. It\u2019s a tough world for a lot of us at the moment and I truly hope we all can find the way to keep the true spirit of the holidays in our hearts.<\/p>\n

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I slept in this morning for the first time in months and woke up with the instant urge to wax poetic from my soapbox. We traveled quite a distance yesterday for Thanksgiving dinner with the family, and it appeared somewhere between the turkey and the coffee, that Christmas had already begun. As we drove home […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[196,1272,53,1273],"class_list":["post-4116","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-amazon","tag-author-deborah-barnes","tag-books","tag-the-chronicles-of-zee-zoey"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4116","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4116"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4116\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4151,"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4116\/revisions\/4151"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4116"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4116"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zeezoey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4116"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}