So, I basically spent all day sending a short story off to my VIP Readers list. It was a lot of work! But, I’m glad I did it. It’s something I’m going to start doing at least once a month. And it’s all for my “organic” list, which means people who’ve signed up for emails from me without being promised an exchange of any kind, people who’ve read my stuff and enjoyed it, and want to keep in touch.
Red Tower is now 135,000 words, which is a full 40,000 words over its projected length. Sigh…it’s going to be a long book, even after revisions. I still have probably another 25-40,000 words to write. I *do* think I can cut the final product down under 120,000, but that’s still a long ass book 😛 We’ll see how it goes.
I’m still grappling with this separation of families at the US border. It’s…disturbing, and to be completely honest, infuriating. I feel very, very angry right now at anyone who’s supporting it, which means a lot of people in my life who voted for Trump, and are buying the bullshit about why this is either necessary, or not the fault of our president and his administration. Really, truly, I feel anger. And disgust.
I am disgusted by my country, and I am disgusted by those who brought us here.
I’m not sure I’ve actually felt that before in my life. I hope it doesn’t last long. I cling to that hope…even if my gut tells me this is going to be a long and dark winter that me, a child of the long summer, was not prepared for.
I can’t truly wrap my head around how this is happening. Not really. I think that’s where the rage comes from, and the disgust.
I also feel deflated. It’s temporary, but I do feel it right now as I sit in bed trying to process my day, and this relentless barrage of bullshit.
What I’m going to do tomorrow is unplug. I have work to do. The bullshit will still be there when I return. Of this, I have no doubt.
Good night.