Writing start: 10:09 A.M.
Finish: 2:52 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 1000
Edited (est.): 6400 + 1 blurbTasks
1. Failure: 500 new words
Notes: Possible theme for this novel: love truly will save the day.
2. Book Three Melody: Off till 2/16
3. Ant Story: Off
4. Fractalverse V5: Off till Thursday
5. Cheapery St. Heroes: BII: Stage three edit of chapter six
Notes: Tomorrow I format and release it!
6. Rapscallion: 100 new words
Notes: Very slow-going. I want to get this chapter right.
7. T-Bag: Primary edit number six of chapter three
Notes: It's posted, and Kye has it too!
8. LOTR: 400 new words
Notes: The first new words in this project in nearly two years!
Special Projects: None
Extra notes: Tomorrow I will spend the entire day formatting and releasing The Cheapery St. Heroes: Book Two. I'm very excited about it. It will be the twenty-third book, I believe, that I've formally published.
It comes in at just a little over 24K words. Not at all large, but this series isn't meant to be published in large chunks. Quite the opposite. Each book will begin with a prologue, followed by six chapters, three that I write and three that Kye writes. I do all the editing and cover design, and write the blurb.
As a non-Melody book, and not poetry, it'll retail for $7.95 at Smashwords and associated retailers, and $3.95 at Payhip, which is essentially buying it through me directly. $7.95 is still a steal when you consider how much hard work and devotion went into its creation.
I hope you'll give it a chance and download it! I am looking forward to your reaction to it when you've finished it!
I found one of my all-time favorite essays yesterday. It's one titled "Life Without Principle," by Henry David Thoreau. It has been a wonderful guidepost for me since 2003, when I first read it.
Some money quotes:
This world is a place of business. What an infinite bustle! I am awaked almost every night by the panting of the locomotive. It interrupts my dreams. There is no sabbath. It would be glorious to see mankind at leisure for once. It is nothing but work, work, work. I cannot easily buy a blank-book to write thoughts in; they are commonly ruled for dollars and cents.
If a man walk in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer; but if he spends his whole day as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making earth bald before her time, he is esteemed an industrious and enterprising citizen.
The ways by which you may get money almost without exception lead downward. To have done anything by which you earned money merely is to have been truly idle or worse. If the laborer gets no more than the wages which his employer pays him, he is cheated, he cheats himself. If you would get money as a writer or lecturer, you must be popular, which is to go down perpendicularly.
& (one more)
The aim of the laborer should be, not to get his living, to get "a good job," but to perform well a certain work; and, even in a pecuniary sense, it would be economy for a town to pay its laborers so well that they would not feel that they were working for low ends, as for a livelihood merely, but for scientific, or even moral ends. Do not hire a man who does your work for money, but him who does it for love of it.
You should read the rest of the essay. It is a fount of wisdom, especially pertinent to these days, when the whole of humanity, it seems, is hell-bent on becoming herdmanity, and when the dark spectres of fascism, anti-intellectualism, mass conformity, indifference, planet-killing pollution, and materialism are all raising their monstrous heads.
We have so little time to right this ship, folks, before it is too late. So many lives lived without principle ... in reality, that's the true cause of our current crises.
I'm certain Thoreau would agree.