My Book Is Ready For The World!

Monday June 8th, 2026 -

It is 6:47 a.m.  I awoke this morning at 5:54 a.m. to the sound of the morning birds outside my window.  I haven't woken up this early ready to ride my bike in over a month.  Call it depression or lack of motivation. The limbo and waiting game of getting this book live to the world has been haunting me for at least 2 months.  

Today needs to be different. People are depending on me! To write. To release this book with the proper attitude and intention. My book was first uploaded 12 days ago. It was exciting. But, something didn’t feel right. Something was off. I didn't tell everyone or promote at all.  I knew something was off.  FALSE START! 

Last Tuesday, I got an email saying my book had been pulled down. I had been deactivated!  What a kick in the fucking dick! Imagine uploading your book after 16 years, only to be told after 4 days that you are no longer allowed to publish on that platform. I was terrified. I started thinking about all the permissions that would need to be changed to publish on another platform. But I didn't give in to those thoughts.  

I read in the email what I had done wrong. I had to send in all the contracts I had. Stating that I do have permission from these particular brand names. After 48 hours of waiting, I received an email last Thursday.  giving me details of how to move forward.  

The email said, “ You must unpublish both the e-book and the Paperback and start the process over.” I had just completed some work at my mother's house and made the short 10-minute drive to my place.  On that drive, I got a call from Lil Buddy.  He had just gotten out of treatment for alcohol and mental health. He has been battling his alcoholism and his own internal thoughts for months.  

We had a good talk, and it was good to catch up, considering that I hadn't heard from him in almost a month.  Which is a scary thing when your good friend is in active addiction. The talk was short but straight to the point. I hopped out of my car and saw the email.  “ You may republish.” 

I went for a short bike ride to calm my nerves.  After getting home from my ride, I vacuumed the house and tidied things up so that when I sat down at my computer, there would be no distractions. I had to get it perfect this time. I am not going to lie. I used AI to make sure that I uploaded everything correctly. This was my last chance to get it perfect.  

I logged on to my computer and uploaded all my contracts to AI.  For every question in the book uploaded section, I asked AI how to answer it properly without violating my contract.  I went through the e-book and the paperback upload with a fine-tooth comb.  AI even mentioned that I needed to contact Farrar and Straus as well as Alfred Music. I had listed my ebook as $15.99, as opposed to $14.99.  Luckily, both parties emailed me back within 10 minutes, and we had everything dialed in.  My father called, and he said he wanted to be here for the upload.  

I went through each prompt multiple times, double-checking with my AI to make sure I did everything right. When he arrived, he had a cigar in his mouth and a smile on his face.  I opened the door. He raised his arms in excitement, “ lets do this, baby!”  I set up an extra chair in my office, and we sat there together. He with his cigar and I with a cigarette. I showed him what the process looks like, and we clicked the publish button.  LET THE WAIT BEGIN!  

They said it could take up to 72 hours to unpublish, upload, evaluate, and have it live.  As if I hadn't already been stressed enough the past 5 days between the deactivation and all the unknowns. I was scared.  Telling multiple friends to “pray for me.” 

I didn’t work on Friday. I was too distraught. The good news is that I have been helping my mother clean out her house to get it on the Market so she can move to Wisconsin. After arriving at her place, I simply said, “ I’m too stressed, I just don't want to work today.” She understood. Knowing all that I had been through in the past 7 days.  I came home and mowed my lawn, did a few things around the house, and went on multiple bike rides to try to soothe myself.  The only thing I could do was trust the process. 

Saturday morning came.  Nothing. No email, no update, no hope.  I thought. . . “Did I do everything right? Why is it taking so long? They were much faster the first time around !”  I was a ball of stress.  I wasn't trying to let my mind go into the place of “what if they don't publish it? What would be the next route?”  

It was midday Saturday, June 6th, when I had the thought “ I should eat some Acid at Greensky Bluegrass tonight!” I texted Layla, who has been building the Social media release content for me.  I said, “ It was all resubmitted on Thursday. In true Logan fashion, I am going to eat some LSD for Greensky tonight! It’d make a hell of a blog if it gets published during the trip.” 

We all met at Uncle T’s and Aunt J’s for the pre-party around 3 p.m. I ate some LSD around 4 p.m. Not a full hit.  But, more than a microdose.  The last thing I wanted to happen was to get a rejection letter with a head FULL of Acid.  But there was also the idea that, no matter what came through, if it came through during the show, I would be ready to face it. Head on!  

We all made our way to the venue around 6:30. We stood in line and made it in. It was Arlo, Stacy, their child Ez, and my friend Kai.  We found a spot and stood there confused for just a moment when a man came out on stage and said, “ We have lighting happening and a storm about to roll through. Everyone, please go back to your cars and follow us on social media for updates. My phone went off! 

It was an email.  The one I had been waiting for.  It said, “Congratulations, your paperback has been published. Please allow 72 hours for everything to update!” 

I had done it!  We walked back to the house, and shortly after we all sat down, we got the message that the venue would start letting people back in.  We made our way to the show and hopped in line. We only had 1 hour before they shut the venue down because of more rain that was coming.  Even though the show was short-lived, I had gotten the email I had been waiting for.  

I took yesterday to recover.  A me day.  A me day with no worries.  A true break in the stress. Before I went to bed last night, I told myself that I would wake up early and write a blog about it all.  I knew that I needed to get back into the writing rhythm again.  It is officially time to release this book to the world.