It's been a hard couple of weeks and I've been letting things overwhelm me when I should be working. I know it's natural. I also know it can become an excuse rather than a reason.
All in all, despite the grief and the changes and the fears of what lies ahead, things really haven't changed that much here at Sanderson Publishing (a wholly-owned subsidiary of Sanderson, Inc. LLC*.) I still have a computer to write on and internet access to communicate with the outside world. My brain still works and so do my fingers.
So, yesterday I took myself in hand. I didn't make huge strides into the editing, but it was a start.
Also, I'm thinking about a sale. My 6-year anniversary for publishing is coming up on the 13th, so that's cause for celebration. It would be a nice time to market something. I'll let you know what I decide.
Allowing myself to be derailed is not an option. Not for any length of time anyway. It's a luxury I can't afford. I let myself be derailed for most of last year. And we all know how that went... $108.50 in sales** for an entire year (November 2019 - October 2020), that's how it went.
I have to do better. I cannot wallow in my misery or let outside stuff live rent-free in my head to the point where the work isn't getting done.
Consider this a personal ass-kicking. And expect to see more writerly work out of me from here on out. Feel free to jump on the ass-kicking bandwagon if you don't.
*Not a real company, folks. It's just me and Hubs. But I like to joke about being a company.
**According to Amazon's 1099. If you haven't downloaded your 1099, best get to it.
I had to go check to make sure I had downloaded. I had. And yeah, I started out thinking productive thoughts for this year and then things sort of became hit-n-miss on the words. I'm making forward progress but I'm into Month 2 when I'd planned on being in the final edit stage by now. Ah well. Each book in it's time. We'll get there. Both of us.
ReplyDeleteAnd yeah, I'll kick your ass if you'll kick mine. Deal?
You, get to work! Me, go shower and dress so I can do the grocery run at Walmart and then words!
Aye, aye, mon capitan!