Today was exactly the work-win I needed it to be, y’all. I got everything done I needed to, it’s puts me back on track to meeting my initial goals, and if I can follow through with another two days of equally productive work…a day “off” and then another three days…well, then I’m home free. Almost. I *will* have to take my work on the road, this is inevitable. What I’m fighting for right now is how MUCH I will have to take on the road.
The Coco is curled up so tightly next to me tonight. She had a bath, as Coops did as well, and they’re such little fucking fluff balls after their baths. I think it makes them a little cold, too. Nothing too bad, not like either of them are shivering or anything…but “cool.” I think that’s why she’s curled up so tightly next to me. Little nugget. Love her.
My shoulder/neck soreness is much better I noticed today. I honestly think it was because I wasn’t stretching properly before and after working out for the two straight weeks I was working out. I wasn’t really doing all that much, so I didn’t really do that much stretching…and that was obviously a mistake. Not going to make it again. Took this week off, and I think I’ll take next week off as well to let this shoulder heal up. Especially considering I’ll be driving with it 😛
So, yeah…Ryry is getting hitched a couple weeks from this weekend. TWO WEEKS. That’s crazy. Ryan, I have no idea if you read this blog any more…somebody does! I get about 20 views a day…about half of those for each of my daily posts so I know you readers are out there somewhere…Ryan; I love you homie. So proud of you.
I did write today, but it wasn’t in the morning. It was in the evening, and it was a fraction of my normal productivity…but I really did dig myself a hole by not getting enough of these assignments done for work, guys. And they HAVE to be done…
I keep thinking more and more about writing full time. I’m going to set up a plan to that effect…there are writers out there with just as much/little talent as myself who are making themselves a living writing books. I *know* I can do it. And I think I’d be quite happy doing it as well…I mean…some of the numbers that these guys talk about are surprising, and mean that in the very LOW sense…and yet they’re making a living for themselves. I have to imagine it’s a modest one, but a living nonetheless. I don’t think I’ll ever put out quite as much content as some of these writers do, especially the indie ones who have to crank out a book as often as the freaking can in order to keep their customer base happy…but I think I can crank ’em out pretty good.
But…it will take time. Even if I go traditional publishing…they’re going to probably want to to see the first TWO books of a series finished before they pull the trigger on the trilogy (Starstuff, for example)…or perhaps the finished first manuscript (which I am *weeks* away from, huzzah) and a detailed proposal and outline for the next two. I’d have to imagine it’s difficult to get a publisher to take a chance on a first-time author. I mean, who’s to say that they’ll even finish the second book? Unless that first one really works as a standalone, which my first novel does not, I can see the risk. Which means that to start out, self-publishing may very well be my best option…or going with a smaller indie press, which may have its benefits as well…I don’t know. I’ll have to do research there. Finish the Starstuff trilogy as proof that I can actually follow through with a book series, and then try to query some publishers on my ideas for other series…of which I have literally five. My next novel project The Long Way Home is first, Icarus is two, a pre-WWII X-Files series three, an Evangelion in space four, and a YA version of that Ascension SyFy series from two years ago done RIGHT (read actually out in real space) for five. I mean…that is quite literally, like, fifteen novels right there. At least. At my current rate, it would take me 15 years to write all that…which would never happen, because I’m sure other ideas would spring to life far before I finished that list and those would be written instead…but after I ramp things up, especially if I was working full-time…I bet I could write three or four books in a year. And even then…I probably only get to write two or three of those five ideas.
All that above is both daunting and very exciting at the same time. It makes me want to drop what I’m doing and just write those books. Which I might just do some day. Soon. Ish. I have to make sure I/We are financially secure first, and right now I have a job that allows me to work full time AND write on the side. Certainly not as much writing as I could, obviously, if I were writing full-time, but enough. I have to take advantage of that for as long as I can. I will never be broke again, you guys. Not like I was four years ago. Never again. And that means patience, and persistence.
So…speaking of; it’s bed time. Tomorrow, I tackle another mound of work, and as much writing as I can. AND, we get to see my brother and Addie, who are in town. Addie for work, Scott to see a friend of his from Tanzania who is out of his country for the first time. LA will be a *trip* for him, I’m sure.
Night!