I'm bad with blogging. I don't have a ton of interesting or insightful things to say, so I don't think to blog for the sake of blogging all too often, but when you're in this silly publishing game, you have to have a social media presence, they say it helps to have a website, and you gotta blog. I'm not sure if any of this makes a difference, but I do know that people are more willing to read your books if they like you as a person, and given that most of us avoid the traditional meatspaces nowadays in favor of the online havens, this is how people get to know you. I've been flogging away at two works-in-progress. I've finished two drafts on one of them, and am nearing the completion of the first draft on the other. Both should be out later this year. One of them was promised at the end of Bought the Farm, my last book. I've also been flogging away at the job search, but I've found that ageism is real, and there are a ton of qualified, educated, and experienced people in the Madison area desperate for work, so the competition is insane. It's to the point where I'm actually considering going back into restaurant work. I just want to find something I really enjoy doing. I'm tired of hating going to work. I haven't really enjoyed a job I've held since Madison Media Institute closed down. It doesn't help that I've been diagnosed with severe arthritis in the lower back and can no longer do heavier physical jobs like I've done in the past. My work window is getting narrower, and that is making it all the more difficult. I've revamped my presentation on self-publishing and writing in case I get another call to lecture about it at a book group or community ed presentation. I'd like to do more of that, but it's not easy to find people who will let you speak. Anyone who has known me for any amount of time knows of my devotion to the band Marillion. They are my all-time favorite musical act. I love everything they've ever done. Lately, I haven't been able to listen to their song This Strange Engine enough. It's a true masterpiece lyrically, musically, and emotionally. So, if you've got some time to kill, tuck into this beast of a song. Stephen Rothery's guitar is on point for this one. |
About the AuthorSean Patrick Little is a writer, speaker, editor, educator, and general literary dude from Sun Prairie, Wisconsin. Click the pictures below to purchase books!
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