The author of honest Lee has decided to write whatever the hell he wants on this page. He would normally be bound to specific mandatory comments and layouts had he been tied to a publishing house, but fortunately for you—not necessarily for him— he will use this space to try and persuade you to purchase honest Lee, because publishers told him this book would never make it into a store. At first he received the rejections with a grin, a sort of, “well I'll show them”, smug reaction. He then waited patiently —to the onlooker— for the publishing company that would be willing to take a chance on a first time writer, at which point, the author had the plan of calling them all up to say something smart assy about his success and their loss. It was a good plan, something he held onto each day on his voyage to the mailbox, where his contract should be any day now, tomorrow, maybe tomorrow. Oh, but there were some nice rejections, they were harder to take than the bad ones, because the good ones showed him that he was onto something here and was just unable to make people take the risk. The bad ones were mostly rejections because he did not follow the proper method of begging. He refused to beg, and while admittedly he thought this would be the difference that got him a contract and not the other loser authors, he soon realized that people want to be begged. They need it. They love it. It gives them the power to belittle you and leave you on hold for far too long when you call. They can write demeaning comments while they reject you, because just a rejection is not good enough, no, they get to use their pen to write things like this book was a waste of a tree, or my favorite, we do not work with previously unpublished writers. Because any author who gets this told to him will surely contact them, when he does get a publisher. So the author, in a big F-U to everyone, decided to show them that they were wrong. He sent out his book for reviews, and pasted some of the nice ones on the back. He left out the bad ones because he thought maybe you would think everyone who saw this book loved it, and then run up to the cashier to buy honest Lee. You may not like this book. You may be offended. You will most likely disagree with the author on a great deal of things. You will probably laugh a little, or a lot, depending on the number of similar shallow thoughts you have shared, but if you are at all sensitive or a lobbyist of political correctness, then do not buy this. Just put this back right now and thank the author for saving you money, or if you are upset that you have already wasted precious time from your life, just throw the book on the floor and make someone else pick it up. You will at least, if nothing else, prove to the author, and others, that publishers know everything and they have their fingers firmly planted on the pulse of readers, and what readers apparently want to read. Look around, there are so many books in the store, the author recommends some of them. For those of you that are looking for something real, something different, something apparently 70,000 words too long for the average novel, something honest, about someone you don't know, well he thanks you, and invites you to join his mind as he writes to you of love, but also, rage, and hate, and pain, and fear of self.  The author would also like to add that he recently made the decision to never wash a paint roller again, as, he feels, that with paint rollers only costing 2 dollars, there is no need to spend 3 dollars of water to clean them.