English Dreaming, English Rain has never featured adverts. I do not even really attempt to promote my own work through it. You can ascribe this to either lack of business acumen or a writer’s empathy for his audience. I know how much adverts annoy me when I reading my favourite blogs.
Besides, who would be an appropriate advertiser? A seller of Luke Haines rarities? A bookshop specialising in Iain Sinclair, Ken MacLeod and Alan Moore? A provider of green crayons?
However, I find myself in growing need of Web Monkey and an additional Junior Research Monkey. It strikes me that if I do not start the search by advertising these positions here I am missing a trick. The responsibility of these primate positions is as follows:
Web Monkey – to assist in making any aspect of my web presence look better that the HTML Fairy is too busy to help with.
Junior Research Monkey – to assist in the occasional bit of bizarre and seemingly pointless research answering questions such as
‘Who is Robert Vaughn’s current agent?’ and
‘Can you get me contact details for all the mental asylums in Iceland’.
As an employed monkey, your wages will paid in peanuts, a universal currency that can be converted into free books, mentions in acknowledgements, invites if I ever hold a launch party and the vague promise of a curry. If I ever form a publishing co-op, you can exchange your peanuts for scrip dividends. To apply for either job, drop me an email.
Labels: Ads, Research Monkey, Web Monkey
