To be a writer—right
While walking Stella this morning, I happened to think about what I might be able to do to spend a little time being productive. Seems like I often end up watching the same old things on the tube and getting nothing at all done. Could I write productively? I wonder.
Well, I did do that
autobiography. Of course, that was an
attempt to do something while being forced away from my home during the repair
time that was needed after the house fire. And, while I have not exactly raked in a ton
of money from the sales of that book (I’m not named Benjamin Franklin is one
possible problem here) I have proven to myself, if to no one else, that I can
write. I guess my main topic might be: What to write next? But before that, I should remind you that
that first book is on Amazon. Got a few
dollars you might be able to spare?
Check out: https://www.amazon.com/Stephen-V.-
Geddes/e/B07F64V892%3Fref=
(And, before I go any
further, this program does not allow me to simply post a reference. I do—above—and then
I try to put a period for punctuation and it includes the period in the post. Ergo, no period!)
The first thing that comes to
mind is to put on my tennis shoes and head for the woods—Hitchcock woods, at
that. I have told myself that would be a
topic worthy of exploring and have begun several times to give it a start. The problem is that is all I have done—give it
a start, several times, at that. So now
what?
A good question, wouldn’t you
say? I know what I want to do, and I
know what I have done so far, and nothing seems to be enough. Well, perhaps what I need to do is write out
a detailing of what I need to do to write that book.
The first thing is the title:
“Xxxxx xxxxxxxxx.” (And I will fill in that name, as soon as it is done to the point where its confidentiality need not be protected.) Easy, right? Well, you might guess it would be easy if you
had been thinking about it for several months.
Which is what I have done. Now
what? Again, just a bit easy, but not
anywhere as easy as I believe at this point.
Nothing to do but begin, I guess.
1) Table of contents
So far so good, right? Wrong—the work starts here. Which is why I will continue this on another
post.
Work? WORK!! Or so Gilligan would have said.
Hah!
So, I’m done for the day. You can continue on with the next post, though, in a few days, anyway, or so I hope!
