Cha-ching, it’s spring!

YAY, my first royalty check arrived! Maybe there’s something poetic about this happening in the spring, when new and promising life begins. It wasn’t much money, but hey, even big trees start small.

Shanghaied was published six months ago. Ever since, I have focussed on marketing. I’ve promised myself a year of this effort. Then I hope to feel I’ve done what I was willing to do and Shanghaied can “swim” on its own. It’s a humbling experience…not unlike crossing an ocean…and not unlike love. You put yourself “out there” in vastness and see what happens. Humility is not a bad thing and plenty of rejection has preempted arrogance.

It helps to have an end in sight. After which? I hope to return my focus to writing. If not for others, then to continue for myself, long my way to seek understanding amid the living and chaos I (we) face.

If Shanghaied sinks, will I be able to let it go? I hope I don’t have to find the answer to that question. Did I write it for money? No, but publishing is too expensive and too much work to do it for nothing. Time will unfold and Shanghaied’s path will be revealed.