Do you ever get curious about life and what it throws at you and why? I don’t mean a superficial blur of a thought that passes through your head without as much as a thought. I am talking about stopping and really thinking about what goes on in your life. Good or bad, what were the causes? Were you the reason, part of the reason, none of the reason? Why do seemingly ideal situations sometimes end in failure? Does the universe have a way of disrupting lives, situations, and circumstances to get your attention? Why is it such a challenge to find someone who fits your idea of a match with so many people on the planet?
When you do find that person why does one of you sabotage it? Is it sabotage, or a simple part of the journey? Is it true that true wisdom only comes from pain?
Life is a blur, and many of us can get frustrated always looking for the next wave. Have you thought you caught the perfect wave, only to have it throw you off the board near the end of the run? Now, left searching for our board — scrambling for reason and answers that is, do you get right back up on the board, or enjoy the surf for a while and let the board come to you? I know the answer for me as I write that last sentence, but dammit I don’t want to wait. I want to get back up and give it another go. No matter what the next wave is. One thing I have learned is that no one wave is perfect. They all have their flaws as does the rider of the board. Perhaps the waves keep throwing us because of impatience and not yet learning to enjoy floating through the waves as they crash into the shore. Patience. Dammit, who needs it? Apparently, a lot of us.
Is it just me, or is text etiquette, or lack thereof, maddening. So someone tells me early in the morning, via text, let’s talk later, then proceeds to not reach out and talk. Was I supposed to be the one reaching out? If I tell someone lets talk later, I make it a point to be the one reaching out. I am trying very hard to not make a big thing out of this but I genuinely don’t get it. This seems not only rude but disingenuous which is worse.
The common courtesy of doing what one says seems lost these days. I am left feeling bad about the
situation, and then worse because I doubt myself and wonder if I am being a ninny, (is that a f’ing word?), or getting worked up over nothing. I am beginning to despise texting. I used to think it was a convenient way to communicate and suppose it still can be for those with clear communication, but for those with less than genuine and clear communication skills it is insanity.
Serenity now! If you say you are going to do something then do it, or at least give a response that something has come up, changed, whatever, so people aren’t left hanging. Ahhhhhhhhh!
You can’t judge a book by its cover, or is it you can judge a book by its cover? I know, I know, it’s the latter unless you are a Bo Diddley fan. But I digress. I will admit, I am as guilty as the next person when it comes to browsing for a new book. I won’t even pick up a book that isn’t appealing to me. We have become such visual creatures and with such short attention spans, the cover of a book is more important now than ever, possibly. Don’t you hate those damn qualifiers? Stephen King would have already stopped reading this post I am sure.
Anyhoo, one of the things I have learned in my short Indie author career is the importance of the cover and title. Early on I was asked by someone I trust, and with knowledge in the publishing industry, that my first two novels had horrid titles that told the reader nothing. After clearing the lump in the back of my throat, I listened and then went to my loyal readers. All of them said they loved the titles and the covers. So I, of course, left them alone. Three years later now with anemic sales and the books buried in Indie Author anonymity, I have decided to rethink my stubborn strategy. I learned it is easy for someone who has read a novel and enjoyed it, to understand the title and cover. But to try to get someone to pick it off the shelf, or click on the image online is a different story. I may have been better off with the novel cover I originally created, see image included in this post, than the one I professionally paid for. Since I can’t go back in time, I am off to Kickstarter to launch a campaign for new editions. Let’s hope the new titles and covers give a good representation of what the novels are about. Cheers.