The thoughts of me and my dog who used to be Harvey, but is now George, who is Harvey's great-great-great-great-nephew.
Friday, March 13, 2009
The number of the beast
The autobiography I ghost-wrote, A Cop for Christ, was republished last October with a new cover. Today I received notification of sales figures from Hodder. The total sold since republication is ... wait for it ... 666!
Does that make me the Beast?
Although it's set in New York, American publishers won't touch it. Apparently it speaks too much of the supernatural.