For the last few years, I’ve been posting on a regular schedule. I’ve decided not to be so hard on myself. I don’t always have new pics to show you, and I often don’t have anything to say, so henceforth I will blog only when there’s a reason to. If you don’t want to miss anything, make sure to follow me so you get a notification.
I’ve been busy with work. I’ve also been writing a new story that may or may not go anywhere, but I’m thoroughly enjoying it. More on that when and if it becomes relevant.
The older I get, the less I feel like doing things I have to, and that includes writing. I know! Hard to believe, right? I love the process of writing. I enjoy putting sentences together and playing with words, but the publishing business has changed so much in the last couple of years, I no longer have much interest in it. And then there are the pirates, stealing bread out of my mouth. *sigh* It’s not at all as I imagined.
I’m on a mailing list that alerts me to free books at Amazon. There are so many of them, in so many genres, that I couldn’t keep up if I tried. Day after day, more free books. Some of them are even worth reading. And they’re FREE. The author won’t make a dime from me downloading their book unless I read it, like it, and want more. A very few times, it’s worked, and I’ve plunked down money to get other books by that author. But mostly? Hell, a lot of times, I read the first few pages, upchuck quietly, and throw that piece of shit off my kindle. Bad writing, bad editing, boring story–I’ve run into all of it too many times to count.
My point is there are so many books available now, there’s almost no way to make a splash with readers unless you get very, very, very lucky.
Here’s the thing about me: I’ve never been lucky when it comes to money. It doesn’t like me. It goes out of its way to avoid ending up in my wallet or bank account. Good looks, IQ, charm… It didn’t matter being born with those things if I couldn’t find a way to attract money, the only thing our shitty, self-serving, greedy society thinks is important.
What I saw: finally getting to the point where my writing could support me.
The reality: hell no! never happen.
It’s likely I’ll keep sharing my writing here on the blog, though. If you’re not interested, don’t read it. But I do appreciate the few of you who like my efforts.
I have pictures today.
The remainder of the photos were taken up north. This first one is of my then neighbor’s dogs. Ruby, the pup, was being fostered. The older one was long-suffering. Heh. They wrangled a bit, Ruby asked for an apology, and all was well.
This encounter was something I treasure. I was strolling along a park trail when I glanced into the woods and saw her, not more than ten or twelve feet away. Our eyes locked. I wondered if I should turn on the camera and took a picture. She made no sound, and neither did I. After taking only one photo, I crept away on sneakered feet. We had a moment.