What a week! So many things getting back to normal around here, I hardly know where to begin. I suppose the best place is the aversion of the power outage. Grab a cuppa and snuggle into a rocker. I have already stoked the fire.
Last Saturday, I was open about the possibility M3 could go dark. I was having a hard time holding onto things around here between fixing the things which I knew were completely shattered and trying to reassemble the missing portion of the crew we once had to add fuel to our discussions and lively banter.
To say the messages you sent me were uplifting is an epic fail of the English language. They went far above being merely supportive and endorsing. They were inspiring. Thank you for such wonderful support.
All of them pretty much blew my prevailing theory everything I write is merely to get it out of my head. You amaze me with some of the things you take away from the series. No, I am not talking about in a Friday Follies kind of way.
It helped me decide to stop chasing the wayward and let them find their way here, or not. If you are one who is here tonight, but only got here by accident, let me know in the comments so we can fix your subscription.
In the Blind
If you never had cause to know what goes into building and running a website, you need to hug the next programmer or webmaster you meet. Not shake hands. Hug. Air kisses probably are not ill-advised.
I am just around half-way through redirecting, fixing and updating the posts which migrated here. It has forced me to admit something beyond my Mediterranean fruit fly sized attention span and my abhorrence for code:
I happen to hate doing things in the order someone else chose.”
Yes, I want to shoot a spitball at Caesar. Chronological order sounds like a fabulous way to make sure you do not miss anything…but it is…
For all of the thoughts on time and scheduling and getting things done without feeling like your brain has been sucked through a sieve, I am not a fan of doing anything in a prescribed order. Yes, this even applies to putting things together. I am the one who makes the rosettes for the cake before I ice it.
There is logic in that. I promise.
It has led me to one conclusion. Honestly, more than one, but one in particular I want to share. We covered some amazing things. You made some of the most enlightening comments. From them both, there will be at least one book.
When I started on this blogging expedition, I really never had much of a plan. (See whole mind dump theory.) This is partly due to my complete lack of interest in anything once I have eaten it. (There is much deep symbolism in that statement if you think about it.) It is also due to my proclamation above about doing things via someone else’s plan. Niche writing be damned, even if I like waffles.
I did know bits and pieces from the encyclopedia were, when coupled with other bits, not entirely excruciating. Something happened, though.
You supplied a few bridges, asked a few (dozen) questions and used the sounding board. Music was born. And not just the psychotic kind Mantra orchestrates. You even nudged her toward a different end of the musical spectrum…sometimes.
1. Much fewer hours playing video games. While this will stifle my creativity a bit, I know it is something I need to do.
2. More hours writing away from M3. This means I have to finish the retrofitting before I head home for my daughter’s wedding.
3. Less concern over 1,000,000. If you have been watching the crawl toward a million words, you will notice it has screeched nearly to a halt. I do not get credit for the code. I also do not get credit for the words I write elsewhere.
4. Plan a large party for books. This goes hand-in-hand with…
5. Finish research on opening book store.
The Book Maker
When I told Bear what I want to name the book store, he nearly dropped the telephone laughing. In and of itself, that maniacal laughter let me know I had chosen well. My research is also including what it will take to be a micro-publisher. I want to be putting books into print for others whilst I am publishing my own creations.
I am listening.
I ask everyone I meet who has a book, published traditionally or self-published, one question: Do you think the traditional publishing industry looks down on self-published material as inferior? The answer is the same, but always with different caveats.
- because indies are not doing enough editing.
- because indies rush to get to press without beta readers.
- because there are too many unresolved references in the story.
- because there is no real cover art.
- because there are too many typos.
- because they want to see their names on a book, any book.
- because it is.
Part of my decision to publish other people’s work is not wanting to be an editor on more projects than I have now, but wanting to see more indies get their good work in the hands of an audience. All of this deciding has added a new section to my book store idea.
You know, or at least you should know, I value your opinions. So, let’s hear your answers to these questions:
- Do you think the idea of opening a book store is stepping into the last century?
- What do you think the biggest help for an indie author is?
- If you were looking for a book just for fun, what would be the first one you would pick up?
- Would you shop a digital section of a traditional book store, either in the store or online?
I hope your weekend is off to a wonderful and relaxing start. Until next time, see you in the comments.
(c) Ann Marie Dwyer 2012
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