Nien. Me, neither. Interesting language, tho. NOT for the faint-of-heart, that’s for sure. Each conversation feels like a battle is just beginning, don’t you think? An argument at the very least. Sounds like growling and coughing, kinda. I like it. But, I’d prefer to speak it in the company of smaller people, ya know? Big ugly guys speaking German is scary. I dunno…..call me crazy. But big, ugly French guys sound like they are whining or explaining or something. No threat there. And big, ugly Jamaicans speaking their patois make me want to sing and dance, ya know? Could be just me.
Anyway, I mention it because our book has reached another step in the Germanic publishing industry. Some Swiss people are looking at it for the purposes of translation and distribution in the Deutsche-speaking world.
That could be fun.
We didn’t write the book to make money (which is really, really good since, so far, we are still subsidizing it) but an author gets invitations. Book clubs, book stores, radio interviews, that kind of thing. We didn’t write it for that reason, either, but a little chat now and then with people asking questions can be fun. Now and then. Infrequently. Twice or three times maybe.
UNLESS it is in Germany! Now THAT could be fun. We have friends there. Close friends. Doing a book tour there could be pretty neat. And Germans love the wilderness. They can’t get enough. I can tell them all sorts of crazy nonesense…they won’t know.
“Oh yeah, we kill bears alla time. Mostly for the skin, eh? But we eat ’em, too!”
Germans own the most land in BC after Canadians and they are not far behind us measuring by the acreage. They seem to buy vast tracts of wilderness for some reason. I dunno what intrigues them so much but they do like the wilderness and, by association, wilderness authors. So, if our book gets published in German and the publisher wants us to do a dog and pony or bear and wolf show, we’ll don some mukluks and go to Octoberfest to talk forest and trees to them. That could be fun.
I’ll keep you posted.