So as a result of the recent therapy (on the fence about whether it's helping or not), I decided that I need to do SOMETHING even if it appears to have little chance of making a living. If I just sit here, nothing's going to happen anyway. If I go on the criteria that whatever I do must result in making a full living, I'll never get anywhere because I have no viable options.
BUT if I remove that from the table, then I have more options available. I arrive at a place where I can do something that I want to do with the criteria that it could possibly EVENTUALLY make a living, but it's not mandatory. If the criteria is, "what can I do that I could spend 40 hrs a week doing and feel as if it meant something to me", then the answer was immediately clear.
So I'm resurrecting the sci-fi novella magazine project that I was going to do just before we were told the REC was closing. It's not going to be "The Terran Conspiracy", but it will be the same project under a different title. Since I actually did file LLC paperwork and had to scuttle it, I think I should change the names so as to avoid confusion. Instead, I'm planning to call it "The Sidereal Times."
This time, I'm actually going to try to do a business plan. And I've ordered new desktop publishing, website making and photo editing programs that look to be somewhat more capable than MS Publisher. I've bought a new computer.
I've been here more than a year now in Jonesboro. I'm honestly tired of not being able to plan for the future, and I just said the hell with it. I'm tired of my life being on hold, so I'm going to assume that I'm going to be here a while and get on with my life. If I'm not, if I get excessed next week or a month from now or whatever, oh well, change all the addresses and carry on. This superstitious thing that the minute I put down roots they'll be ripped out has to stop.
In light of that, I've also put in for a week off in September. I'm going to ConStellation. I'm done with fafiating. I'm going back to fandom, and I'm going to find new friends.
A wish for the future, space, time, wisdom, knowledge, sanity and the horizons we once looked beyond, with a healthy dose of questionable mundanity. Brought to you by Aunty Proton. E-mail the Author -- auntyproton@gmail.com
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4/03/2007
I'm actually quite proud of the latest pondering on Show #24 of my podcast. Considering I did it completely off the top of my head with no notes or even a clue what I was going to say beforehand, it's damned coherent.
Even if I did call it the wrong show number.
And I did a new intro montage.
Contemplating Balticon, where many of the podcasting and sci-fi and ISBW crowd congregate. Only problem: it's at the end of May. But as I am contemplating going as a simple fan (and take a few books with me should anyone want copies), it may be doable.
Also had a couple of good ideas for stories which seem to want to go together. Will require further thinking.
Even if I did call it the wrong show number.
And I did a new intro montage.
Contemplating Balticon, where many of the podcasting and sci-fi and ISBW crowd congregate. Only problem: it's at the end of May. But as I am contemplating going as a simple fan (and take a few books with me should anyone want copies), it may be doable.
Also had a couple of good ideas for stories which seem to want to go together. Will require further thinking.
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