It's been nearly a months since I last posted about Global Neighbourhoods, the book for which this blog has been renamed. Since I last posted, I haven't really done much of anything at all--at least not physically.
I have been anguishing over a couple of issues, plus I have done a great deal of consulting in the last minute, helping three clients get ready for DEMO and Scrapblog ready to showcase it's new stuff at WeMedia, then go live shortly thereafter. I've spent more than a little time helping my 86-year-old mother-in-law who broke her ankle while walking on a beach, and I have survived the curse of a stomach flu that was much mre effective than Jenny Craig for quick weight loss.
All that being said, the book remains my top priority and I've reach a few conclusions. My new book will focus on answering a single question:
"What happens when the Online Generation replaces the boomer generation in the workplace?" An exploration of the question and a measured response to it will take about 80,000 words and 6-8 months to answer, or so it seems to me.
The last time I posted, I asked my beloved studio audience whether this should be a sociology book, a business book, an economics book or what? You answered overwhelmingly that it should be a sociology book, and in many ways it will be.
But it will be a sociology book in business attire, just several other books such as Blink, Wisdom of Crowds and other recent books that have sold millions more copies than has Naked Conversations.
I want this book to be on the business shelf. In bookstores, the sociology shelf is spelled "Siberia." I want to sell lots of books. I want to be invited to speak to business audiences and to consult businesses on how to adapt to social media.
I have a late flight out of Palm Springs. The DEMO tent has been foilded up and the circus has moved on to other places. I'm spending the rest of today yet again, rewriting my Overview. Before I post it, I will also run it past a book agent whom I respect immensely and will name only if he agrees to represent me. He's good enough that the decision is his, not mine. Or at least other authors who have worked with him say he is.