I still haven’t moved off of my desire to stop marketing my books and dealing with all of the crap that goes with publishing books. However, I did want to thank those of you who took the time to offer words of support, and especially to those who put up positive reviews on Amazon in the last few days. It really did lift my spirits quite a bit.
I haven’t stopped taking photographs. In fact, this is one of a set I took this weekend. Fittingly, these wings were found midway between The U.S. Capitol and the White House. I won’t speculate who is pulling the wings off angels; I’ll leave that to others to debate.
Neither have I stopped writing. I completed a novella, one I really like, and then proceeded to change the ending, adding a couple of thousand words in the process (not a good thing, actually). In any case, my focus is no longer on dealing with internet trolls, false reviews, indifference, and general discord towards indie publishers. As I dream of stories that interest me, I’ll write them. Maybe some will be published one day — who knows? For now, I’m tired of swimming upstream. It’s not easy to let go of a dream, especially for we of too much imagination. However, the reality is that I will likely never be considered “successful” as a writer. The question is, am I ready to continue being unsuccessful. I’m still not certain. When you are forced to spend a great deal of energy shouting that you are good at something, and then a discordant few shout that you are not — based on no information whatever — it quickly becomes tiresome.
Having a few angels out there has made a big difference in how I’m handling this. I thank you for that.