Went to a meeting for the self-publishing association here, and admitted that I had given up writing a novel. So why did I go?
Mostly to meet KP, as an excuse. He is the head of the association and a nice guy and I’d like to talk to him more. Didn’t get to do it that much during the meeting, but at least I was reminded why he was a nice guy.… Read more
Tried to take at least half the day off and rejuvenate my heart by writing a novella. But I was too tired inside.
The heart needs to rest first, I guess. Then it can open up again and rejuvenate by sharing what is in it.… Read more
Today my mum came by to see her grand son and we had a great time, except in the evening when Jay was next to impossible for reasons we couldn’t quite gauge.
Maybe the stomach, maybe just because he is growing. Maybe just … because.
But something else has been growing, in my mind, recently … a thought about my ‘lost’ novella-series, Shade of the Morning Sun.… Read more
That’s the question I ask each morning when I go out in the neighborhood with Jay in his carriage, so Char can get some extra sleep.
It would also be a good question for my life currently. With regard to a number of themes.
Since I am so restricted with time and energy right now, helping raise Jay, trying to earn a minimum income regularly through my firm, and doing dishes 3 days old, this is not an easy question to answer.… Read more
… at least mentally, for I was tired. I had cleaned the apartment while Jay and Char went to the harbor on a trip, and done all sorts of things – paperwork, etc.
But I had to.
Those 500 words of writing per day are a saga, but I suppose I can do it again, when I start another story.… Read more
In alternative history writing there is a concept called POD – Point of Divergence. Like: When history did change – and what caused it? Was Oswald late for lunch on 22 Nov 1963 and if so, did JFK get home alive for his lunch?
I’ve toyed with this concept in my new story, The Many Worlds of World War III (see downloads), which is finished now.… Read more
A day on the job, I’d rather have been without and home and doing the house-stuff and preparing for the next family member and feeling rather overwhelmed by it all.
It was very strange to then just write and on the one hand feel relieved that I could and on the other feel a little sick about writing about the end of the world.… Read more
After yesterday’s considerations about persistence and hope when trying to make a living, at least partially, as a writer in the 21st century, I knew I had forgotten something…
It’s good to remember that if I write 500 words per day on stories I love for the next 10 years then making mental room and spending calendar time for and on that … is worth the most.… Read more
Got home today from the rent-a-seat-office and wanted to make a big splash in writing and blogging. And then I felt completely down about it all.
I sort of stood and looked at our tiny apartment and said to myself: ‘Yeah, yeah – it’s nice, after all. I think we have a lot of good things, including a child soon.… Read more
After a long day at Somewhat-But-Not-Quite-Too-Much-Major-Client, I wondered if I shouldn’t just make an effort to find more … clients? Currently, I have 4-5 depending on how you count, and the former makes up about 80 per cent of the income from all of them, taken together. Not a good show.… Read more