Wed. March 5, 2025: Wrapping Up One Job, Starting Another
image courtesy of Hans via pixabay.comWednesday, March 5, 2025
Waxing Moon
Venus Retrograde
Rainy and milder
And we’re at the middle of the week!
Yet another good writer has migrated off Substack, and he talks about why here. He even admits he was one of their paid writers early on. He continues to support other writers on Substack. As a reminder, I do not read, like, or share anything connected to the platform. Every click gives them support, even if the writer claims they are trying to “change it from the inside.” Nope, nope, nope.
I had trouble getting going yesterday morning, in spite of a positive start to the morning with yoga and meditation. The morning yoga really helps.
I took care of a few things. Once I got the class roster for today, I sent out an email to the students to welcome them and give them a sense of what tonight is about. I will polish the slides one final time this afternoon, and add some links to the handout.
But almost the entire day was spent on the ghostwriting assignment. I polished and rearranged and layered. I got stuck a few times on the final turning point that leads into the climactic sequence. And the research takes a lot of time. For every five things I research, four need to be tossed. I look at writers like Elizabeth George, who put months of meticulous research into their books, and I feel the pressure of only having a few days with the expectations of just as high detail. Eventually, I figured it out, and it was done a little after 9 PM.
I will give it a polish this morning, and send it off some time today. There’s some solid work in it, and some that needs more attention. But I’m out of time, and I need some directional guidance on what’s there. Whether they think it’s worth investing more time/money in me and the notes is up to them. I put time, care, research, and energy into it, and either it fits their vision/formula, or it doesn’t. I have a feeling it won’t, and that’s just the way it is. At least we gave each other a shot. We both need to do what’s best for us.
I’m exhausted, and a little sad. I probably would have had an easier time of it if there wasn’t so much government chaos going on that affects my daily life, but who knows? This is the hand I was dealt, and I did the best I could with it. No matter what, I always feel I could have done better.
Once I got to sleep, I slept reasonably well, although the damned smoke alarm is malfunctioning again. It’s driving me out of what’s left of my mind.
On today’s agenda: polish and send off the ghostwriting assignment. Do one more pass/polish on the material for tonight’s class. Go grocery shopping. If I have time, work on some grant proposals and LOIs. I have some script pages to work on for some of those proposals.
I dropped the ball yesterday on marketing the Smashwords sale, so I have to double up on that today.
Better get my act together and get going then, hadn’t I? Have a good one.
