Well, it's Sunday. It was a hell of a week. No, not personally, but I guess it all does have personal ramifications. I've been blocking people like mad this week. Blocking saves my sanity - what little is left - and keeps my blood pressure down. Anyway...
No writing this week. I'm not blocked, per se, but have you ever had so much to do that you're frozen? Like you look at all the stuff and can't do any of it? Well, that's part of the problem. Not all. Hell, I don't even know what the whole problem is. I'm going to ponder it all over the coming weeks and see if I can come up with an answer. Maybe October will be better.
I did manage to market. Not effectively, but better than nothing. To that end, I moved 29 free copies of IDW and 1 purchased copy after the freebie was over. I won't be doing any marketing this week, I think.
Reading was okay. I finished one book and started another. I'm going to try to read more this week. I'll never make my goal, but I'll live.
There wasn't much activity this week. I wandered around the yard one day. I did a hard-target walk another day. I did some negligible stuff otherwise. Miles walked: 54.9 / Weight: 171.0
Nothing baked. I think I'll do cinnamon rolls today. If I muster the will.
What I really need to do is some deep-dish evaluating of my work and my life and what the hell I'm actually doing with any of it. Is it all just Hubs, and cats, and Roku from here on out, or am I actually going to stop being a viscous pool of warm pudding? Tune in next time to find out... Which reminds me... I have some personal stuff coming up, so I might not get a chance to do a Sunday Update next week.
Catch ya on the flip side of all this.
It was a week, wasn't it? I am determined this coming week will be better. I've sold 2 books this month. I've done no self- marketing. I suppose I should get on that.
ReplyDeleteBraining is an art. I'm barely fingerpaiting at the moment.
I'm ahead of my reading challege. Yay.
Stormy's team won.
PITA Pup lived up to his name.
Okay. A coupld of LOLCat tabs to look at and then I'm getting off the net and I AM going to write. Or else!
Later, tater.