In a 2014 blog post by author Chuck Wendig, he addressed the truism that self publishing is the only real choice for authors today: I can literally write the word 'fart' 100,000 times and slap a cover of a] baboon urinating into his own mouth, then upload that cool motherfucker right to Amazon. Nobody would stop me. Whereas, at the Kept Gates, a dozen editors and agents would slap my Baboon Fart Story to the ground like an errant badminton birdie. Should we just take Chuck's word for it? Of course not. His hypothesis, like any other, needs to be put to the test. Science, bitch. Can one simply walk into self-publishing like a damn hobbit? This book is the word fart written 100 000 times. You are literally about to buy the word fart, written over and over. There is a picture of a baboon drinking piss on the cover for some reason, but other than that, it's a whole lot of fart. It's also a biting critique of quality control in self-publishing or something.