I'd vacuum an agent's office suite, even the sofa cushions. I'd write a gushing review of the 850-page ms about nail polish by a senior editor's daughter. I'd do a homemade-cupcake giveaway on my blog (maximum five thousand). I'd do a book tour that put me in Anchorage late Tuesday night and Miami early Wednesday morning. I'd empty my savings and max out my credit for one 20-second book trailer broadcast in Times Square. I'd grow my hair long and get some plastic surgery so I could be on mainstream TV.
Okay, those might be jokes. But one thing I really am willing to do for attention is blog-hop when I should be writing. Anyone else know that feeling?