Halloween being over and everything. I’m not doing NaNoWriMo, before anybody asks: instead I’m going to be actively starting up trying to sell something. In my experience, the single best way for motivating me into perfecting my craft as an writer has always been to wave money in my face. Obviously, this is just my particular artistic kink, not a general rule; but since it seems to work for me as an impetus for artistic growth I see no reason not to go with it now.
So I figure that we’ll see what November brings.
11:20pm and Home Despot is running Christmas ads already.
In the words of Failed Author(tm) Larry Correia: The first goal of any author who plans to write for any significant period of time is to GET PAID. You capitalist running-dog lackey.*
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*Translation: You magnificent Bastard**
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**Translated Translation: Good for you Sir. I wish you the best of luck, and if out interests meet I shall be in the checkout line.
As Dr. Johnson once said, no one but a fool wrote for anything *but* money.