August 22, 2013
Something that has always managed to happen to me. It’s kind of freaky. I’m sure there’s a universal law relating to it, I’m not sure.
Here’s the pattern.
I spiral downward, fighting and clawing my entire way until I hit bottom.
I bounce for a bit before I get settled.
I start the long climb out.
I don’t get very far before I realize this is a long damn way to climb.
I make a post bitching about it.
My next hand hold to pull up, I emerge into sunlight.
It’s as if my bitching and complaining manages to spur something in me, in my life. No idea. Like jinxing myself but in a good way.
So. What happened? Read the rest of this entry »
October 18, 2012
No one needs a vacation more than the person who just had one. – unknown
Vacations. Usually last about a week and are about four days longer than I like them to last.
Also, I think I’m just a homebody. Definitely not a jetsetter. Not that I don’t enjoy seeing new places. The travel, I find, is tiresome. And although you’re away from work for the week, hopefully at some restful vacation location, I find that is never really the case. Always some obligation to go ‘see something’ or to go ‘visit someone/family’. Obligation, no matter the form, is not restful for me.
I usually need about two days to recover from my vacation before I feel normal again. That’s why, when I normally take vacations, I sit my butt at home. In the end, it’s far more restful than all the travelling around.
God bless those who can do it. It’s just not for me.
Now for Day Twenty Three! Read the rest of this entry »
October 4, 2012
The cat sat on the mat is not a story. The cat sat on the other cat’s mat is a story. – John le Carre
My poor Lucy the dog. With a rambunctious kitten thundering about (we now refer to her as yak feet), she’s not getting much quality rest. As Lucy is an aging dog, she needs more restful sleep than normal. She suffers through surprise ambushes with graceful aplomb but there are days she has this air of flagging patience.
It doesn’t help that the kitten has now commandeered every fluffy/soft surface in the house. The moment Lucy hobbles toward one, the kitten gets there ahead of her and flops down in the middle of it. If Lucy turns around and heads for another, insta!kitten appearance. Lucy can’t win for trying.
I haven’t talked about the SSP (SuperSecretProject) in a while. So just to touch in: The month of September saw $40 in sales for four titles. I lost momentum publishing missing a week and haven’t had any new sales during that week at all. I note that it takes anywhere from 2-4 days to see a sale once I publish something new.
A few titles just aren’t moving at all. It could be any number of things that are preventing people from picking them up but I’m not going to do anything about it yet, just keep an eye on the trends until I have more information and titles to compare.
For my first month, I can’t sneeze at how I’m doing. I’ve considered upping my production to two a week. I’ll have to see how that goes. The holidays are coming up and those are notoriously bad for me as far as time and familial obligations are concerned.
And here we are at Day Seventeen. Read the rest of this entry »
September 28, 2012
ME, pro. The objectionable case of I. The personal pronoun in English has three cases, the dominative, the objectionable and the oppressive. Each is all three. — Ambrose Bierce, The Devil’s Dictionary
Another day of non-events. My mother (and realize I do love her to bits. I do!) was off for three full days. Her being home kind of threw my schedule off.
I get cranky when I allow my schedule to be thrown off.
In other news, editing the next SSP story and I’m behind by two days. I had wanted my formatting and uploading days to be on a set day every week and it gets pushed back by two days, which, again, makes me cranky. I’m a creature of habit and of schedules and when I miss my orderly schedule…yeah, cranky seems to be the word for the week.
I am resolute, however, to keep going with the Thirty (nonconsecutive) Days of Writing!
Day Twelve, two days late. Read the rest of this entry »
September 10, 2012
The best of life is always ahead, always further on. — William Mulock
I remember these sorts of things back in the days of my fandom experience. I never much got into them, especially in regards to fandoms but always thought they were kind of neat.
Now that it applies more towards what I love, it seems like a fun thing to do.
So! On to day number one! Read the rest of this entry »
September 4, 2012
Reduce your plan to writing. The moment you complete this, you will have definitely given concrete form to the intangible desire. – Napoleon Hill
I’m in the erotic-writing groove.
At least my brain is there. Everything I read now has pervy connotations to it.
Innocent discussion of stock scams -> mind -> gutter -> fuel for more erotic short stories.
Grocery store stocking -> mind -> gutter -> yet another idea….
Can’t beat that combination with a stick for productivity.
My non-erotica writing is taking a breather, which is, all considered, a good thing. It’s funny (in the ‘makes you go hmm’ way) how that works.
I’ve been wrestling with productivity issues for a while. I have this passion for all these irons ready to place in the fire. My fear kicks into high gear, triggers my procrastination and next thing you know, I’ve lost days of writing time and gotten nothing done except more projects to start and not a one of them finished. Read the rest of this entry »
August 30, 2012
Courage is nothing more than taking one step more than you think you can. – Holly Lisle
Yesterday saw my first efforts at self-publishing getting uploaded. In the process I broke the internet and caused a power outage here.
I’m joking. Mostly. I should mention that Isaac is currently blowing around to the south and west of me. We’re still feeling his effects as he moves through with high winds and some rain, but not to the extent that those in his path are feeling it. My thoughts and prayers go out to them. I wish he’d stop making the power go out, though. Read the rest of this entry »
April 20, 2012
I’d rather be a could-be if I cannot be an are; because a could-be is a maybe who is reaching for a star. I’d rather be a has-been than a might-have-been by far; for a might-have-been has never been, but a has-been was once an are. – Milton Berle
Right. So. Not too long ago I was psyched. I had a purpose for this blog that has seen a few starts and stops and many times of looking at it and wondering what the heck I was doing. Or thought I was doing.
I left ‘social networking’ behind a few years back when I let my fannish LiveJournal go dark. I poked around the edges of the internet and the blogging phenomenon but I didn’t look much more at it. Sure, I had blogs I would visit regularly. Visit people who had Important and Interesting and Relevant-To-The-Times things to say.
Then I started to take writing a little more seriously. I’ve written on and off for the past ten years or so. Nothing stuck and I pecked at it like a hobbyist. There were many false starts under my belt, though nothing really came of it.
Things have cycled around in my life where I’m looking at a perfect opportunity to write and be a Serious Writer. My learning curve was steep (still is!), yet I read everything I could put my hands on. Separating fact from opinion, good opinion from bad has been an exercise in patience and taxing my critical thinking skills.
Amidst the flurry of reading and researching and relearning, some new attitudes have fallen out as well as some new goals. Hence, my post on 4/13.
What does this all mean? Read the rest of this entry »