Commitment. The lame kind.
There's a part about commitment that kind of sucks. It's the part that makes you give up other stuff you want or want to do in order to keep said commitment.
Aka, the totally lame part.
Like this week: Chris will be at SXSW, and I'll be home. A few months ago we talked about my tagging along, and I was all in - even if there wasn't a ton in the Interactive portion of the festival that I wanted to check out, it would still be a sweet getaway during the blah month of March. But as time inched closer, I started to realize that the money spent on my ticket and badge was also money that could be better spent on reaching my goal to sell 2 million copies of Holiday Chick. I could enter a bunch of contests. Buy a slew of advertising. Restock copies for Big Cartel orders. I could do a billion things that would help get the word out about Holiday Chick if I stayed home, versus a couple of things - maybe get the book into a couple of bookstores, give a few free copies to peeps I dig - if I went to Austin.
So, I'm home, after having just dropped Chris off at the airport. Opportunity to take advantage of SXSW is not wholly lost - I sent him with a handful of copies of Holiday Chick to give away, as well as some super sweet book cards to hand out near and far. And I'm taking this week to do some power push-ups on the writing and promoting front - are you guys aware of how much harder it is to buckle down and get stuff done when you live with someone awesome? HOW COME NO ONE EVER TELLS YOU HOW MUCH MORE PRODUCTIVE YOU ARE WHEN YOU'RE SINGLE - so it's good, you know? It's not the fun choice, but it's the smart choice, and I feel better knowing that I'm sticking to my commitment.
I'm gonna win this thing, you guys.
Aka, the totally lame part.
Like this week: Chris will be at SXSW, and I'll be home. A few months ago we talked about my tagging along, and I was all in - even if there wasn't a ton in the Interactive portion of the festival that I wanted to check out, it would still be a sweet getaway during the blah month of March. But as time inched closer, I started to realize that the money spent on my ticket and badge was also money that could be better spent on reaching my goal to sell 2 million copies of Holiday Chick. I could enter a bunch of contests. Buy a slew of advertising. Restock copies for Big Cartel orders. I could do a billion things that would help get the word out about Holiday Chick if I stayed home, versus a couple of things - maybe get the book into a couple of bookstores, give a few free copies to peeps I dig - if I went to Austin.
So, I'm home, after having just dropped Chris off at the airport. Opportunity to take advantage of SXSW is not wholly lost - I sent him with a handful of copies of Holiday Chick to give away, as well as some super sweet book cards to hand out near and far. And I'm taking this week to do some power push-ups on the writing and promoting front - are you guys aware of how much harder it is to buckle down and get stuff done when you live with someone awesome? HOW COME NO ONE EVER TELLS YOU HOW MUCH MORE PRODUCTIVE YOU ARE WHEN YOU'RE SINGLE - so it's good, you know? It's not the fun choice, but it's the smart choice, and I feel better knowing that I'm sticking to my commitment.
I'm gonna win this thing, you guys.
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