Wednesday I posted a art piece. Today I am following it with a poem. Both were inspired by a dream. I may end up doing a story of the dream. I don’t know. I am recovering from an er visit Wednesday night… So I am fighting exhaustion…. But I wanted to share this.
What are you working on? Share with us a teaser for something that you are or have done. Share links too so that we can find you… Don’t feel like sharing your work? Well share another indie so that they can be seen!
Lyrics – Today I’m kinda feelin’ like a ghost Call my friends but ain’t nobody home Tell myself I’m fine, but I don’t really know I’m just scared that I’ll end up I’ll end up, I’ll end up alone I never let it show But I feel like a missed call on a phone Tryna live my life pay as you go But I’m so scared that I’ll end up I’ll end up, I’ll end up alone You know I’m like a ghost Sometimes I have to fade And it haunts me that I have to be this way You say it’s gone cold I say I’ll do better But I always seem to disappear again You know I’m like a ghost I see it in your face And it haunts me that I have to be this way You say it’s gone cold I say I’ll do better But I always seem to disappear again You know I’m like a ghost You know I never meant to cut you off Got phantom feelings I can never stop Stranger things to worry ’bout I know But I’m so scared that I’ll end up I’ll end up, I’ll end up alone I can’t see myself in the mirror Does that mean I’m not really here? I’m losin’ touch with everything I know And I’m so scared that I’ll end up I’ll end up, I’ll end up alone You know I’m like a ghost Sometimes I have to fade And it haunts me that I have to be this way You say it’s gone cold I say I’ll do better But I always seem to disappear again You know I’m like a ghost I see it in your face And it haunts me that I have to be this way You say it’s gone cold I say I’ll do better But I always seem to disappear again You know I’m like a ghost You know I’m like a ghost Ooh, I’ll be ok I’ll be alright I know, ooh, I’ll be ok I’m just scared that I’ll end up alone You know I’m like a ghost I see it in your face And it haunts me that I have to be this way You say it’s gone cold I say I’ll do better But I always seem to disappear again You know I’m like a ghost
Ok… Let’s get down to the discussion of money. Being a writer is far from cheap. You will not see a large check each month…not generally speaking… Most writers actually end up spending more money to put together their books than will be earned immediately.
Serena’s Rust, Gore, and the junkyard zombie… Cost me $250…twice. Two visits to the editor (I was neurotic)…editor rates are usually a price per word. Though some have a flat rate. On average for a full length novel count on spending anything from $200 to $1000. Shop around and find an editor that is not going to change your voice, but still going to do it right.
Another cost you should count on (unless you are able to do it yourself) is the cover. From what I have seen a decent cover can run you anywhere between $30-$500.
That does not count any costs after publishing. That will be another post. But this is the costs of self publishing.
Okay so I have my own view on life. I am fairly open minded and will always accept that I might be wrong. That is… I don’t believe that I am wrong, but I am not infallible. That being said… I saw a post that I shared… And immediately regretted.
Not because of comments… Or the like… But because it made me think. Don’t we all hate being made to think? What is it that makes a good person? Is it a certain set of views on politics? I know that I am adamant on my view on abortion. A good friend who is usually seen as a good man… He has a differing opinion. So does that make me the bad person?
How do we determine if someone is good or bad… If it is easy to determine? I don’t know that it is. I think that the current events are enough to put division between neighbors… In religion we are taught to love our neighbors.. Doesn’t matter if they are good people or not… However it never says that we have to expose ourselves to their beliefs. Or them.
So I pose the question… Do you think that you have a good person?
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