Warhead On Legs

money

• like what even is money?? "Money can be exchanged for goods and services." (only made $350 boo)
• eden did not pay me (or a bunch of other people) :( boo
• I spent the money on seeds, plants, games, and a stuffed octopus. The octopus, in particular, is delightful. yay

boook

• I finished a novella that I genuinely really like, but stalled out on last year because I was stressing about how readers would respond to it. This time, I decided to Ren up and do what I need to do, and I think it worked out pretty okay. I'll sit on it a while, probably until the end of the year, which will hopefully help with publishing anxiety. It's a somewhat personal story, and I'm sure some clueless dumbass will eat me alive on Goodreads and I'll spiral into despair, but whatever.
• I picked up an unfinished novel from 2024. After a week poking at it my gut said, there 👏 is 👏 something 👏 wrong 👏 with 👏 this 👏book! And indeed there is something wrong with this book. The book doesn't work as a romance and wants to be more of an urban fantasy, and the midpoint is totally borked. I'm faced with that old dilemma: do I pour my soul and sweat into a thing that may not ever shape up, or let it die and save myself some grief? After hemming and hawing a bit, I decided I would give it one last go. I'm 35k in and normally Let It Go becomes apparent sub 20k. If I've got more than 20k I generally have SOMETHING. Might not be a great something, but it's something.

The dilemma: I have to publish More Book to make money, and I need money for games. Very tricky situation. So I yeeted a book last week, and I did my little ritual dance where I say I'm not gonna look at my sales dash but then obviously I do look because I need to sell at least one copy so I can calm the fuck down. As it happens, I sold 4 copies within several hours, so I released a godless primal scream and collapsed in on myself like a dying star, as one does.

For all my pissing and moaning I'm actually a very simple creature. I just want to sell like... a book, sometimes. Can you imagine if I actually sold lots of books, many times? How terrible would that be for everyone. That would be horrible. I would explode and you'd all die. Good thing I don't know how to market these.