If you come here for inspiration, today is not your day. Turn around and go back.
For one thing, the economy really sucks right now. I mean, it really, really sucks. Let’s just leave that at that.
Two weeks ago, I finished writing my eBook. It took me about 8 weeks to write about 54,000 words. Mind you, I did recycle some of my previously written content and incorporated it into the eBook. But, that was a small portion, I think. And, I wasn’t running at full steam those 8 weeks either. I think there was a 1-week period where I didn’t do much at all on it. I think, at my max, I was able to write maybe 2,000 to 2,500 words in a day.
I had three test readers lined up to read over my eBook once it was done. Since finishing it, I haven’t heard a peep out of two of them. One has been active on forums, but hasn’t replied to my message to him. Another has been, near as I can tell, completely absent from the online world since the first week of April.
The third person has been busy. I sent her a copy over a week ago, but I don’t expect to hear back from her until next week at the earliest, because she has been busy with a number of projects.
So, that project is pretty much in limbo until I hear back from people. There are some things I could be doing with it, and I have done some of those things, but I haven’t been pressing full steam ahead with those. I’d just like to wait for feedback and then wrap everything up all at once. I’d hate to tweak something now, only to have to change it again later, you know?
But, since last week, I’ve pretty much lost focus. I mean, I could be working on other projects and, in fact, I did spend about two evenings last week working on a new project, but, for the most part, I have not been as productive as I should be.
On the one hand, I know that I can complete an eBook in about 8 weeks. The thing is, what do I focus on next? I didn’t really expect to take 8 weeks to complete the eBook I did. I thought it would be something fairly quick and easy to put together. But, once I got into it, I wanted to add more and more, to make sure that people would get something of value out of it. And, even though I have another project that is a bit more timely and should have been released this month if not last month, I didn’t want to switch gears and quit working on the first eBook to tackle another. That’s how I end up with too many incomplete projects. So, I pushed through with the one eBook. Now, what next?
I basically have three eBook projects. One is not time-sensitive, but it is one I have been working on for a couple years now, off and on. I have big plans for it, which is going to take more time, but I really want to provide a lot of value with this one too. The other two are more time-sensitive. They tie in together nicely too. So, I should probably be working on one or the other of those. On one, I hit a stopping point trying to find some information for it. I’ve been stumped where to find it, and have found bits and pieces but not to the extent that I want or need. The other requires a lot of research and writing. I am 7% finished with it though–woohoo.
Then, there are website projects I have as well. And, it just seems I am going in so many different directions and not accomplishing much. That’s why I need to pick something and work on it. But, the thing is, what to pick? The problem right now is that you really need to pick the things that are going to pay off sooner rather than later, you know? Money doesn’t grow on trees, though Congress has it printed as though it does, but that’s another story.
On top of all that, eCommerce sales are really, really lousy right now. The economy is one part and the other part is probably because my eCommerce site’s pages have dropped from page 1 in Google to pages 4, 5 or 6. And, a lot of the ones outranking me are just garbage sites. Very frustrating.
And, as if that wasn’t bad enough, Congress is reportedly planning to introduce legislation this week to force sales tax collection nationwide. So, where ever I would ship a product to, I would have to collect the local sales tax based on that person’s address and then remit that to the state or where ever. Can you imagine the increase in software costs that’s going to cause? Shopping carts will have to be rewritten, these tax schemes will have to be implemented, will we have to store huge databases to keep track of who gets taxed what or will we have to rely on probably slow state servers to check the address to determine the sales tax? Are Congressmen born stupid, or is it something in the water over there?
In the midst of that, I look at some of my novels-in-progress, and I notice that the one that is the furthest along, the one I spent a good month or so on back in 2004 writing, has only 10,000 words or so. 10,000 words! That pales in comparison to the 54,000 word eBook I wrote! And, that’s frustrating to me too. These are things I would like to finish, but I keep putting them off, and it’s because that’s not stuff that generally pays well. For lots of fiction authors, writing novels doesn’t provide their full-time income. It is supplemental at best. Of course, you hear about people making millions off their books, like J. K. Rowling, for example. But, while you may think and believe you write well enough and have good stories to tell, in the end, you can’t rely on hopes. That doesn’t pay the bills, you know? It’s hard to justify spending a lot of time writing something that may be a long shot at making money when you could be doing things that have a better shot at making money.
Still, there’s the thing where it’s hard to put a full effort into things you don’t enjoy doing.
Then, on top of all that, there seems to be a whole industry out there that seems intent on destroying relationships, or preventing them from forming, all under the guise of better relationships. You see that from Hollywood to Congress to the spam in your eMail. If women don’t have flawless, airbrushed skin and perfectly toned bodies and implants, no man will love them. And, women will laugh and dump a man that doesn’t have a porn-star sized little friend. Marriage isn’t about sharing, it’s all about you and your own feelings. It’s okay to cheat if your spouse doesn’t make fireworks go off in the bedroom. Women only want rich guys. Men only want supermodels. And so on.
And, that’s all baloney, yet people fall for that junk. They don’t consider the long-term; they look for the short-term. And that’s sad and destructive.
There’s too much focus on the physical part of relationships. Too many regard that as the only part of the relationship that matters. But, that’s only a part of a relationship. And, that’s also why, in the “old days”, people were encouraged to (and even did) wait for marriage before engaging in that part of the relationship. That way, they made sure the other portions of the relationship were on a strong footing. Many may regard that as old-fashioned and out-of-touch, but, with divorce rates at anywhere from 48% to 60% in the U.S. (depending on the source), something isn’t working with that attitude, is it?
I’m not going to pretend I have all the answers, because I don’t. But I am reasonably sure that the answer is not all in the physical side of the relationship. Because, you know what would be nice? Not someone to “rock your world” or any of the other euphemisms we have for certain activities. No, it would be just someone to talk to. Someone who would always be there for you, and vice versa. Someone you could trust and rely on, and vice versa. Someone who would talk and listen, and vice versa. Because, I don’t envision my “golden years” reclining in a tub in the backyard overlooking a lake, waiting for some little pill to kick in. Because, at that point, who cares? It’d just be nice to have someone to talk to. Sit in the back porch in the afternoon, listening to old music or reading the digital paper, drinking iced tea on a mid-summer’s day, with a nice ceiling fan quietly running and birds chirping in the trees with a nice breeze blowing and someone to talk to.
Then again, I plan to live forever, so maybe I just need to settle for talking to myself.