Here’s an excerpt from the first page of “All I Ever Needed to Know About Chicken Soup I Learned from the Celestine Women of Venus,” by Scott Ott
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Excerpt…
This book is for all those who know in their hearts that there is more to this life than mediocrity. It is for those who yearn to break free from the fears that keep us from reaching our potential. It is, especially, for those who are susceptible to clever marketing and shallow, pandering psychobabble designed to make you feel good about yourself for no good reason.
As the Chinese sage said, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with an empty bladder, and we’re not stopping on the Turnpike.”
This is not a book of wisdom from one who “has it all figured out.” Instead, I want to meet you in these pages as “one hungry beggar showing another hungry beggar where to find bread.” But even though I’m a hungry beggar, I promise not to beat you up and take your money. (Except for the cost of this book, of course.) Instead, I want us to walk arm in arm through this journey we call life, looking at all the sights along the way, pointing out the guideposts, stopping for a bean burrito.
The point is, we’re all just people…people who need people…the luckiest people…
And yet we speak different languages, we each have different gifts, we each possess our own unique…nostrils. (No two are alike, you know.) And if we could just put our finger on what it is that makes us special, we’d find a gold mine of possibilities.
This is not just another pseudo-spiritual self-help book that fills you with phony, false hope but leaves you largely unchanged. (At least that’s what I said in my proposal to the publisher, and even I’m starting to believe it.) No, I want to fill you with genuine false hope…the kind that makes your heart pound — the kind that even makes your dog pound.
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