It has been a quiet week at The M3 Blog, but that does not mean the week has had nothing worth reporting. Clyde has a question, as you may well expect. It is already dark, so grab a cuppa and snuggle into a rocker. Let’s talk.
In an unprecedented turn of events, M3 was dark most of the week. Features long scheduled were left in place so the M3 Readers would not think the place had blown away. I enjoyed reading the spirited discussion with Robin this week, and hope everyone enters again for an autographed copy of REDUCED.
While the series which is drafted remains on only my laptop, I have had much input as to its destination. When I can use the keyboard better than I am at this point, I shall unleash it on M3.
Oh. My. Word. This week’s unveiling of the new words for the winter Flash in the Pan sparked the creativity of a few writers. Right out of the gate there are already 24 flashes in the new book! The first one has 78, with a handful more editing.
As redundant as this may be, I am compelled to say it.
The M3 Blog has the most talented audience in the blogosphere.
Bar none, you are the most prolific and talented group of writers and authors with which I have ever worked. I appreciate your talent and effort.
One thing I could never have foreseen when I set the launch date for Redmund Productions was the ten days I would lose to my hand. While the burn is not an issue, the paralysis of my hand is. I have had to regroup. At this juncture, one of two things is going to have to happen.
Sleep will not occur. I strictly do not have enough hours remaining to pull off the coding and the content for launch. Alternatively, I will need to trim the amount of content, which is not something I am readily willing to do.
Before anyone panics, I am not talking about cutting books from the launch. I am talking about the ancillary support documents and public interface for Redmund. Since a large portion of the site will be for members only, it is necessary to create a public area where there will be information available to surfers.
While I am comfortable trimming the members’ area, I am not the public areas.
Let me say it again. Oh. My. Word.
The rewrites are rolling in, and they are wonderful. I am the first one to admit editing can be painful. Despite press releases to the contrary, it is just as painful for the editor as the author.
Based on knowledge which is not readily available, most authors are blissfully unaware their effort to make their manuscripts “pretty” is really, truly, honestly a
All of the work authors go to making their manuscripts look great on their computers has to be deleted. Most of it one character at the time…that means by hand. I have broken the delete key off of my computer in removing more than 26,000 words from manuscripts. Most authors cannot look at what I send them back and see any difference.
In the realm of the known, notes being sent to the authors have been well-received. The editors and beta readers have been making constructive suggestions and the authors have said, “Oh, wow! I missed that.” This level of receptiveness is wonderful. It lets me know we are all on the same page, knowing everyone involved wants these to be the best books on the market.
Of the things missed this week by readers, Friday Follies and Muse for Monday were the ones which got the most mail, not hatemail, mail. Over the course of the last three months, Mantra has taken a turn to the dark side. I have been unwilling to expose much of what she writes in this genre. However…
Next week, you will get a taste of Mantra’s next book. If you had asked me when MFM was released if I thought I would pull off another book, especially another book of verse, on top of the two in the launch, I would have checked you for fever. Leave it to Mantra to not adhere to human conventions.
Mantra’s Midnight is the name of the new book of poetry. Its subtitle is Dark Poetry.
With more than a dozen poems already on pages and another dozen in her notebook, Mantra is well on the way to finishing another book.
Right Turn, Clyde!
It seems there are people who are invested and those who are uninvested. As is often the case with humans, some people are both. Orangutans do not seem to think this is wholly plausible.
We have talked extensively of emotional capital. We invest in our endeavors emotionally and financially, with time and resources. When we do, we are completely invested.
When we are uninvested, we have put nothing into a project or venture; therefore, do not feel there is anything to lose.
Where we muddle between uninvested and invested is in far more instances than we want to admit. No? How about the largest example? Occupation.
Our jobs often become our primary identity token. The only way to assume our jobs as a moniker is to invest ourselves in them. We do it. We all do it.
- Stress about deadlines.
- Get angry about missed opportunities.
- Call on personal experience to solve corporate issues.
- Employ empathy and sympathy for coworkers.
- Forego health concerns to accomplish corporate objectives.
Often, we are so close to the job, we fail to see what stares us in the face. In those instances, it is best to call on someone who is completely uninvested to fix the problems we either do not see or do not want to admit are our own work product.
The most common fallout to this behavior is the neglect we show to other activities. We allot time and emotional capital to our occupations. While emotional capital can be rechargeable and can be borrowed, time is finite. Of all the resources at your disposal, time is the only one for which you cannot bargain.
In order to devote time and energy to all of the events which fall outside our corporate worlds, we have to do it by budgeting. In order to budget, you must prioritize. Think about your finances.
In order to afford a vacation, you know you have to have an extra $500. To get it, you know you cannot spend money on extra laziness (stopping for take out) or leisure (extra buckets of balls) or luxury (pay per view). You sacrifice the “want to”s in favor of a much bigger “want to”. You have to make the choice: To spend money on a vacation I must prioritize saving money as the only vehicle to do it.
Why are we not applying that principle to the rest of our lives?
What happens when we are uninvested in the places where we really should be invested?
The biggest example of this is taking for granted. We invest in pursuing a relationship and get distracted by all the shiny things. Once we have Mate, whether to have and hold or merely to lie beside on occasion, we do not continue to invest at the level we did during conquest.
We have prioritized getting Mate is important, but failed entirely to prioritize keeping Mate. All of the saved investment is being spent elsewhere. We take for granted: Mate is here now. Why would Mate not stay right where we put Mate? After all, didn’t we go to all that trouble to hoist Mate up there onto the shelf where we can admire and worship when we have time? Didn’t we do a great job of accommodating Mate’s feelings during courtship? Why is Mate distracted and nagging for attention or even acknowledgement?
Because Mate is human.
When you moved into your house, you had spent months/years arranging the money for the down payment; being certain you earned enough to pay the mortgage and the taxes; and even making budget adjustments for insurance and minor repairs.
What happened the first time a pipe burst destroying three rooms of carpet and a bathroom subfloor? Did the air conditioning freeze up in July or did the furnace decide to retire in January? Or was it the garbage disposal doing a Linda Blair impression which subsequently involved replacing a ceiling?
When the repairman arrived the very first question he asked after “Check or charge?” was:
When was the last time this was serviced?”
Did you stand there shifting from foot to foot?
Clyde is curious. In your relationship, when was the last time you serviced it?
Until next time,
I hope you have had an enjoyable week without me.
(c) Red Dwyer 2012
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