Normally, I like to think of myself as proactive and focused, but those words do not describe the me of recent months. Sleep deprived and foggy, more like. I don’t know how many days in a row it’s possible to lay out lists of imperative tasks for yourself and accomplish none of them, but I decided not to find out. I assigned myself only 1 task: clean the kitchen. It took 3 hours, and didn’t include most of the floor, but it got checked off. Then I made 2 quiches and a peach cobbler, which is more proactive than reading 8 years’ worth webcomics in 3 days.
Last night it was sort of getting to me, all the unfinished tasks, my own abysmal sense of potential and achievement. Just before bed, I looked at my Kindle page and found that I had sold a few more books and gotten a 4th review on my Amazon page. So really, I need to let go of my own issues and just worry about the important things. Much work to do on that front.
BTW, if you’d like to write me an Amazon review but can’t afford $4.99 for the book, let me know and I’ll send the ms. I’m totally cool with review copies for people who intend to actually review it.