I’m now the CEO of a book. Yes, a book.
My second novel comes out today. Set in an imaginary Bay Area startup, it’s steeped in tech and science. The plot deals with the toxicity of social media, the perils of government hacking, the ethics of near-future augmented reality, and more. I poured about 7,500 hours of my life into it, as I mentioned in a post three weeks back. A long-time entrepreneur, I’ve now spent more time writing fiction than running companies, and am a novelist from tip to toe.
But I don’t feel like one this morning. I feel much more like a jittery CEO launching his understaffed startup into a dense market. Because that’s what novelists are these days. My startup is called After On, and my venture backer is Random House. They funded my launch and will support me for as long as it makes sense. Like all good VCs, they’re a great font of advice and contacts, and they earnestly wish me success. Also like good VC’s, they have a portfolio to manage. They’ve diversified their risk across it, whereas I’m frantically all-in on my lone creation.
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