Well, I’m down to formatting for my next upload to Smashwords and seriously thinking about artwork for the cover. Dusty work there. Not much to get excited about. My upload will be a 5 story release for an affordable 99 cents.
I’m having trouble with the title. Every time I conjure a good one and do an internet search some #@&* dweeb has already taken it. Last title I had, some cupcake company was using it. Can you believe that? (FiveBites.com.) Lesson One: Get your title locked down before artwork. (Duh-huh) Gads, I’m going to have to get really creative. What a burden. Now, I’m thinking about… oh, no, better not say. Someone might steal it to sell rubber gaskets or something.
Titles have never been my thing, yet I realize how important they are. It’s the first wink to the book lover.
There are other troubles too. It rained last night. I mean, really rained. The ground is moist, the skies are cloudy and the temp is cool. That doesn’t happen often inAlabama, believe me. Spring and Fall are very short periods in this land of red clay and pine trees. One can’t let this opportunity slip away. Perfect day to walk-off some blubber, treat the dogs or just do some gardening. May chance do all three.
A writing friend once asked me if the weather affects my creativity. My first reaction was no, but since then I’ve done a 180. The weather always dominates our psyche. I suppose, the opposite is true in England. A dry, clear summer day probably throws them off the tracks of duty. (During my first year in Germany, I asked someone when summer arrived, and they said: Oh, that was last week. Did you miss it? And somewhere someone is praying for snow, although that really stretches my imagination. )
Anyhow, in honor of this temperate day, I suppose my fame and fortune can wait another day. WHAHAH! Let’s be practical, okay? No, on second thought let’s not. Let’s dream.
I’ve never been able to turn my writing into a JOB. That’d be like meeting the love of your life and putting him to work scrubbing the floor. I don’t think so!