A day to day chronicle of my effort to self-publish a novel or three.
Starweaver's Dawn is nearing completion.
I've given myself until the end of August to complete the manuscript for Starweaver's Dawn. I knocked out 1700+ words this morning and I'm going to try and match that this evening. So, don't give up hope!
Since the natural inclination of any rational person is to engage in a tad bit of escapism when confronted by a truly terrible situation (And lest I fail to be perfectly clear, I checked with my therapist, a minor fugue state is an appropriate response to the Trump administration.) - I've invented a new drink.
No one likes a know-it-all. I know, because I’ve been one all my life. I’ve been ostracized, bullied, harassed, taunted, excluded and even beaten up by people in the course my life. I learned early on to hide myself because even average people will seek to destroy things they can’t understand. Lack of understanding leading to fear. Correctly predicting the future scares people.
When Michael Moore predicted a loss for Hillary Clinton in this year’s election - many vilified him. I agreed with him and said little. He’s written and spoken about his observations at length, but the nutshell version is that the people in rural America are stuck. There are diminishing economic opportunities in those regions, and they have no idea why. My experience is that they will accept any explanation that doesn’t involve their own culpability. My insulated liberal friends did not want to hear what I was saying. I crave social acceptance and let it go. It never feels good to be right when t…