No one tells you that writing a book could be the beginning of two careers until you’re asked for a marketing plan. Follow the link to The New Yorker‘s take on it. I don’t recall the last time I ever laughed so hard alone. Read it and laugh–or weep.
http://www.newyorker.com/humor/2009/10/19/091019sh_shouts_weiner?printable=true
I chose to laugh,otherwise the weeping would be everlasting, I suspect. Did your daughter read the piece?
Yes; she laughed, too, but wants revenge!