I said months ago I was going to get on self-publishing what I’ve come to think of as The Book. (As though it were the only book in existence. Well, it’s my only book being — at least in theory — prepped for publication, I guess.) I ordered myself a proof copy to mark up, established a savings account specifically for publication-related costs, and… promptly did nothing really at all.
I also said I was going to reboot the blog. I dithered about exactly what to do with it and then abandoned it.
Well. I have no idea whether anyone will actually care about what’s going on in my writing life, but rebooting on that note can’t be any worse than not posting at all. Right? And maybe if I start getting my thoughts about the process out in this space, I’ll get back into it again and finish the damned project.
But first I’m going to clean out the archives. No, I know. But… let’s see, what have we got here… I made one “here I am!” kind of entry in May 2002, and then really started blogging in June. There’s… a tired unoriginal bit on the Pledge of Allegiance, some excitement over the upcoming release of a book that turned out to be crap, griping about Mondays, blah blah movies blah stupid people blah blah, a totally incoherent paragraph about everything and nothing with a bid for approval thrown in, I forgot my password… Yeah. I’m sure that the world will be a much emptier place without that very insightful content, and obviously if I throw it out I’ll be wishing I had it back within the week. Except not. Seriously, fourteen years of junk? No. There’s no need for that. There are a few entries that I’d like to keep around, and I’ve made note of those for myself, but it’s time for some serious housecleaning.
(Edited to add: Done. As you can see.)
And then we’ll see where I’m at with The Book. And honestly… once that’s well-established, this entry will probably go away too, because it’s just more of the same.