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(A) little grown

In addition to blogging today, I'll also be working. My laziness scheme occasionally suffers from sick co-workers that need me to cover for them, which I suppose I don't mind so long as its only every now and again. Speaking of uncommon occurrences, I also got to see a bunch of friends on Saturday. That yearly gathering where all of us Aries get together and toast all the birthdays passed and about to be. I also played StarCraft for the first time. Also, when I got back I was happy to note that the last of my promotional posts was up and viewable. I shared it with those same friends, because it was my favorite, and because it was about them. But working today and partying (that's technically true) Saturday left an unusually tiny space to get the writing done. Three chapters in one day. I started at around nine and finished close to two and was pretty pleased with myself. For bonus points, I even went back later last evening and edited them. I feel like either the writing

I believe i sound real

The promotions for the book continue. This week, my words can be found in two different places: One Writer's Journey and Author Spotlight . I've only seen one of the posts I've done so far appear in another place, but despite that I feel like things might be occurring beyond my keenest senses, as if I might be imagining things or they might be real. Either way, it seems sensible that I'll find out sooner or later if all of this was worth it, spider-sense of no. I'm a bit proud of myself for an accomplishment only I know about (so of course I'll share). Friday I came home with an intent to write after helping a friend out . What I actually did could scarcely be called that; it was more like spraying words at the paper blind-folded with results about as startlingly bad as one could expect. But I saw it; I felt it. I knew that I was just spinning my wheels. I was tired and had lost momentum. But instead of being stubborn and forcing myself through, or being desp

Behind the flesh is not bone

Well, the book came out, as those people who are inclined to pay attention to my facebook posts found out (once for the e-book version , and again for the print ). As predicted, there was not in fact a hidden compartment in the sky filled with weighed down balloons and confetti, however the experience of receiving congratulations from friends and family was very gratifying. A small part of me was actually almost insulted. It was almost like they knew I could do it, but didn't really know I could do it... until I did it. The promotional things have begun also. The first of the interviews I conducted last month is online now. I nit picked that to death also, wondering why there were no links to my website and blog, or even the book, or a review of the book. The remainder of those materials are to be posted later in the month, about the time when I'll start calling around, inquiring after the possibility of a book signing. I also need to send off copies to the reviewers, and th

Thank you

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I've recently come from a chat event, because today is release day for my book. And I realize (now) that I might have wanted to have mentioned that before now, certainly before the chat occurred, and ended. I'd like to say "lesson learned" in that flippant sort of way, but I think that only applies to lessons that were actually learned, and not ones that were just common sense. Anyway, the experience was humbling: all of that is to say that no one showed up, except for the very kind and savvy marketing director for my publisher. I sent an email off today thanking the group I pitched my story through, which lead to that publisher who published by book and provided me with that marketeer. I was happy when I thought that it would make a difference to someone teetering on the edge between giving up and putting that next step forward. I smile when I think about all the posts that will go live this month about the friends I dedicated the book to. I laugh a bit to think at