My mind has been occupied
with real life concerns. The writing has suffered. I am not hopelessly blocked,
but the output has been more akin to a trickle than a deluge of words.
The consolation comes in the form of tiny royalty returns that remind me that this dream is possible because some readers find the idea of reading my work fun, intriguing, pleasant, or at least worth the money and time.
It’s hard to focus
when things are not going your way, though there is the whole struggling artist
mystique… Of course, a bohemian existence sounds very romantic on paper as long
as you poetically disguise that it is not much more than trying to decide which
bill doesn’t get paid this month while wishing you could afford better booze to
get through it.
If I can’t write to
close out stories and put more books out to catalogue, at least I need to
concentrate a bit of effort on marketing and the goal is to have at least one
or two images for each title before week’s end.
I started the ball
rolling with a poster for Justified that seems tailor-made
for a Twitter world. I'm not entirely sure that they are all equally good or that they all convey the same level of enthusiasm or "talent" -- but if any of these speak more to you than others, please let me know.
At any rate, these
are the flyers I drafted today. Whattathink?
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