Thank you.

Earlier last week, I announced on my Facebook page that I was going to publish a short for Kindle on March 1 with all the expectation I had when I tried doing this sort of thing a couple of years before.

Basically, if the internet were a room full of friends, and there was a sound it made like crickets…that was what I expected.

In the ocean of negative political and social posts, my little book ‘A Day In October’ was sure to be about as noticeable as an individual plankton being vacuumed up by a whale somewhere in the South Pacific with no sight of land.

I was close.  And I was so far off.

First, a friend from high school shared the link, bought the book and congratulated me.  Someone I hadn’t talked to in 25 years was there.  To support my dream, and did so without question.  My heart sank, because there were people I saw daily that didn’t give to shits to the wind whether I ever did anything more than push shopping carts at the grocery store.  In fact, some that insisted that I give up my ‘nonsense’.

And this person I used to toss a ball back and forth to and shoot hoops with after school, knew.  Someone that claimed never to read, was reading my ebook and enjoying it!

Another friend from the early days of my restaurant career jumped on board full boar, downloading and consuming that story in hours, then offering amazing words of encouragement before sharing the link to the book on social media.

Then, a bar regular from a few years back did the same…

One of my followers on Instagram read the book and gave me rave reviews, making me promise to come through her neck of the woods to give her a signed copy when I was a famous novelist.  And when someone you don’t even know gives you that compliment…

Someone I barely knew who would sit quiet at the bar nursing hangovers was cheering me on.

And I thought I felt emotion writing the story.  Nope.  Not compared to the excitement of seeing people supporting my dream.

People who I’d lost contact with were suddenly my best friends.  These people see someone going after their dream and support it.

Is it a best seller?  No.  And that wasn’t the point, even though that would be nice.  The point of writing ‘A Day In October’ was to cry, and feel, and iron out emotions I felt, both at the time the story took place, and while I was soaking my keyboard.

Support is those strangers on Instagram who like and comment on the posts I write along with the photos I share, pushing me to continue and not give up the dream.  The way my parents have, since I was in second grade holding my first short story and thinking…holy shit…our kid can write?

So, for those of you who follow my posts here, on Facebook, and Instagram, from the bottom of my heart, I can’t thank you enough for pushing a stranger to become what he’s always wanted.  It’s a little late to get started, but it’s never too late to chase your dreams.

To those who have, and those who will…I love you for your enthusiastic support and I promise to keep going and never quit.

If you’d like to check out the story I published, follow the link below!  Again…thank you.A DAY IN OCTOBER COVER

Much love,


‘A Day In October’ by Joel Buhs on Amazon

Little Update

Rough couple of weeks with ‘The Pepper House’.

For one, and this will sound weird if you aren’t a writer yourself, but Kate and I had a disagreement.  I had finished up this glorious scene, or at least I thought, where she and Jacob connect for the first time.

With another chapter under my belt and feeling like I was cresting the hill of writers block that had been torturing me the last couple of weeks, I decided I’d go for a walk and get some fresh air.  Put my earbuds in and listen to music and allow the camera to bounce on my hip.

I was ecstatic.  My two love interests had finally met, and it was looking good.

Then Kate decides she doesn’t’ want to meet Jacob at her work, but his.

Damn if it didn’t make more sense.  After all, their relationship is centered on photography and as such, should be the catalyst in their meeting.  It also finishes out that first act so much better than a typical meeting in a café.

So…back to the drawing board on that, but I feel pretty good about it.

Sometimes, listening to the voices in your head isn’t such a bad thing.

On another note, I’m editing and polishing a short book on advice for single parents.  The purpose is two fold.  Based on my own experiences as a single parent, I wanted to dispense come sound advice for other single parents.  I’d recently come across someone that was fresh out of a marriage and had no idea how to handle what they were going through.  We had a long talk and I found myself talking about how to go about everything other than the legalities of it.  From handling the break up to dating when they’re ready to how parents are supposed to put their kid first and work as a team…but at arm’s length.

The second reason behind taking up the side project is to practice exposure.  When I met this person, I was researching how to promote my work once it’s finished.  Being an indie author, marketing is all on me.

With the Pepper House, I want to get it right, so I’m going to be doing short stories and ebooks as I go and publishing them using various tactics on getting noticed from blogging to listing them on websites that promote independent authors.

This way, if I haven’t landed a publisher by the time I’m ready to release The Pepper House, I’ll have enough experience under my belt to do a better job selling my novel.

As always, thank you for your time and support…

Speaking of which, my next post will be about how to support those creative people you know…

Thanks again!

Much love,