All Those Dull Dutch Travelers

The Inside Of Lover's Rail, Where I Waited For my Readers to never appear. 

When my first novel was published I traveled a lot by train. I traveled a lot by train because I had read that Dutch people read mostly in trains. I looked forward to seeing all these dull Dutch travelers reading my first novel, sitting side by side in compartments, laughing their heads off and crying their eyes out about the things I had written.
Interesting enough I never noticed a traveler reading my first novel. They weren’t even reading at all and they never laughed or cried. All they did was gaze outside the windows of the train, whining about the rainy weather.