The problem with changing your mind is that you are in a completely different mind. I’m still getting used to this.
The GoFundMe showed me that people give a d*mn about what I write. So–
So, with some serious poking and prodding from younger son I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to outsource all the non-creative stuff, so I can create more.
Son says there is a responsibility when you have a vocation and can do something very few people can. We should definitely do that.
Even though I cringe at the designation “creative” I guess it’s time to be one, and take it seriously.
The problem of changing your mind is that for a while it feels like you’re in someone else’s mind, and you don’t know where to put the rugs, or who bought the singularly ugly dish on the mantel, or why it says “Recuerdo de Barcelona.”
So I go move the wardrobe to a more comfortable space. No, actually I go and clear the nonwriting stuff I can’t hire out off my plate the rest of this week. (I could theoretically hire someone to unpack my clothes, but not to cull them, which we failed to do at the starting end, so must be done now.)
Next week, hopefully early, I get the fairytales out, then the reissue of Darkship Thieves.
Wish me luck.
Oh, yeah, Another Rhodes is on sale all this week for 99c. There will be a book on sale every week for the rest of the year. This is this week’s.