Feeling a need to share and not impart info so much.
It’s been almost a year since this blog was born. The dreams, the plans—my goodness. They’re still dreams and plans! <LOL> In all fairness, though, kudos to me for being able to post regularly, not just on A Writer’s Grab-Bag, but on the Triple Threat Investigation Agency Facebook page. It’s a commitment that I’m, well, committed to.
I’m feeling rather stagnant, however. While excuses are never a good thing, they’re often valid: in this case, a full-time job (that frequently runs into six/seven days) and caregiving for Mom. That leaves limited time to read or do much else.
Yes, I’ve given thought to having someone else handle (a lot of) the technical-promotional components. That costs $$$, of which there is none to spare. Dreams being what they are, though, there’s always hope re winning that big lottery pot.
Having done some due diligence—which I always advocate, having been burned a few times—I came across several sites/folks that appeared very promising. Further due diligence, which included checking reviews from both personal and professional perspectives, revealed that they weren’t so promising after all. One quick example: a woman had signed up to experience a successful book launch and ended up with a bill for several thousand dollars; needless to say, hers was not a happy ending.
I’m kind of feeling a need to scream at the top of my lungs (to let it all out) and/or smack my head into a brick wall (to knock free the frustration).
I imagine all writers and bloggers have similar moments—this quirky form of writer’s block, which I’ll call blogger’s stagnation. We know what to do, but for one reason or another, it’s simply not doable.
It’s a question of time and timing, and keeping the faith above all. You know, when I’m feeling a little peculiar like this, there’s no better solace than listening to an awesome, inspiring song that sounds as fresh today as it did back when . . .