Dispatches from the Head

The people that get it are digging it.

It’s weird, people -

All of the promotion is slowly easing up. I’m actually home for a couple of weeks now. I know some kind of depression is going to set in. I can taste it. I’ve already started to dwell on the fact that my book, Attempting Normal, made it onto the extended bestseller list at #24 but couldn’t climb or stay on it. I started to wonder what I had to do to sell more books. How many of ‘my people’ actually stepped up and bought one? Why can’t someone huge step in and Oprah that thing.

Then I realized it’s all just pride fucking with me.

The book is doing fine. The people that got it are digging it. The TV show, Maron, is finding its audience. The people that get it are digging it. I have to realize that I never do anything with making money in mind. That is always the afterthought. When I talk or write or do standup or anything that I create it’s never with the thought to make money. I just want to get what I do out there in as honest a way as possible. The truest way. And when I do come up with some great idea to make money the opposite happens. I couldn’t give away those ‘Nerd Cock’ t-shirts and I thought that was genius. Who wouldn’t want a Nerd Cock t-shirt? Well, the answer to that is: most people. I mean, I know I do ads on the show but we all know that is what needs to happen for the show to make money. So, I guess I do that, but that isn't coming out of my heart. I have a hard time monetizing my heart.

I guess some part of me, after all the promotion I’ve done (and done well), thought that the time has come for most people to ‘get’ me and embrace me. My ego expanded a bit but for a very short time. It was actually maybe a week and half of me thinking I would be huge. Now, it is contracting. I’m back to normal, back at home. I’m dealing with immediate issues. Both of my cats need to go to the vet for eye things. I have to get the vacuum repaired. I need to go to the doctor for a check up. I need tires. I need to start living a life that a human lives again. At the very least so I can have something to talk about.

I’ve begun circling a house down the street because I thought I saw Boomer there last time I was home. I thought I caught a glimpse of him in the yard. I guess I just should just go up and ask but I think part of me knows that it isn’t him so I’ll just keep circling occasionally for the hope buzz.

On the show this week: Monday I talk to the sparky Pamela Adlon, which was great. On Thursday Billy Bragg is in the garage talking my ear off and playing some songs. It was pretty great.


Boomer lives!



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Jen May 23, 2013 at 2:51 pm

You are fucking awesome, if you were a character in a science fiction novel you would have been created by some mad scientist who took the DNA of the character Happy Harry Hardon from the movie Pump up the Volume and combined it with the DNA of Harvey Pekar and *poof* you are born.

null May 24, 2013 at 3:44 pm

I’m glad Yussif said it so we don’t have to.

Jen May 24, 2013 at 4:25 pm

also I am not sure where this request is supposed to go since I am not on Twitter but I will just use this format and hope you read this.
My dream guests for you to interview are Neil Degrasse Tyson, Neil Turok, Stephen Fry and Seth Macfarlane.

A girl can dream smile

Laura B. May 26, 2013 at 8:36 pm

The new book and the show are great. I “get” you grin

El Cappo May 28, 2013 at 11:22 am

Marc….please let your guests speak! I’m ten minutes into the Billy Bragg interview and you haven’t let him finish yet. I love your podcast but seriously, talking over your guests is just obnoxious, rude and doesn’t allow the guest to express themselves completely. It’s not the first time I’ve wanted to tell you this but sometimes you just need to shut the fuck up and LISTEN.