Well MAA started working from home with her own business. What you find when you have a business is that you are still beholden to someone (in this case probably clients). And if you are not smack in love with what you are doing (like she is with writing about her passions) then it can become drudgery. You still have to have some bo…
Well MAA started working from home with her own business. What you find when you have a business is that you are still beholden to someone (in this case probably clients). And if you are not smack in love with what you are doing (like she is with writing about her passions) then it can become drudgery. You still have to have some boundaries so the passion does not become something you resent or a cause for burnout.
You’re right, Raptor. I don’t think this could ever become drudgery, but I do have to be careful about consecutive marathon sessions as then my body starts rebelling with fatigue, which reminds me, I should crash soon.
Plus, I do hope I will one day have time to do something recreational again like watching a movie, but even that I am tempted to insist be related to my writing ;-)
I hope you get that time too! Selfishly, it would probably signal we have won. I have a strangle hold on that hope.
A side note: A long time ago I had a little blog that I created to amuse my sister. It was not private because I assumed nobody would be interested in reading it. Wrong. Two things came to pass. Many readers put pressure on me to write when I wasn't feeling it. If I missed a day it caused mild panic. That was depressing to me. Also one day a reader of the blog arrived at my door. I was actually out in my backyard, but heard the bell. When I came around she called out the name I used on my blog. I stopped blogging after that. Show no clues about your home location unless you eventually want someone at the door. It happens. Ditto for you Gato.
I know you were being serious, but it DID make me laugh. You are such a warrior. Love that.
If someone arrives at your door, I suggest being very sweet to them. You never know what a scorned fan might do. People be a little deranged sometimes. Hey also - if you write on Blogger they own your writing and can pull down your blog without any notice so all of your material is POOF gone. I wrote about utterly benign topics and one day they shut it down. They reinstated it after I balked (which was hard to do). They never explained why. Read all fine print. Also, someone used some of my posts for a paper in college. The professor wrote me and asked me if I was "x student". So funny and weird the online life.
😹 Glad it made you laugh, Raptor, and you’re right, I was serious, but I also realize it is laughable in that we will likely never defeat tyranny completely as it requires continuous vigilance. That said, I do think we have a chance of ending democide by injection, so maybe I can relax for a minute then ;-)
Thanks for the tips re: stalkers 😆 Very likely, I wouldn’t answer the door since my sleep schedule is so erratic. We also have a door camera and don’t tend to answer the door unless it’s someone we know.
We had a similar experience with OpenSalon. My husband and I had a blog there, plus I had two others, each related to different book projects. We had a huge flurry of activity one year when I had saved up enough vacation to take a month off. Then, when I went back to work, it pretty much languished, partly because the community had degenerated into a gossipy junior high atmosphere, although we did make some amazing connections and found wonderful writing from around the world. Then a few years later, Salon announced that it was detonating OpenSalon, and we couldn't even go into the back end before it was annihilated. I lost drafts for a couple chapters I had never published as well as treasured exchanges with dozens of dear friends.
Gasp! Losing work for a book would send me into a depression. When I lose something I wrote that I loved (or others appreciated) I always feel like I will never be able to get that thought back or turn a phrase as well as I did round one.
I utterly hope we can end democide by injection. If they are exposed for the fraud and how many people they are killing (and knowing full well that they are) now, maybe the deluded with wake up. I keep wondering what will be the revelation that will shock them into reality.
I wholeheartedly empathize with your feelings about loss of work (writing or otherwise) and am still mourning documents lost due to failed hard drives in the past.
Regarding Open Salon, I should clarify that it was only one chapter for each of my two blogs (two chapters total), and I do have earlier drafts in my files—I just couldn’t remember whether I’d incorporated the latest changes I made directly at the blog and have never checked as those projects have been long-dormant, and I sort of dreaded opening them in case I had indeed lost my revisions.
I, too, am still trying to figure out what on earth will shake them out of their hypnosis. More are emerging from the fog every day, but it’s taking far longer than we have before totalitarianism engulfs the globe.
Well MAA started working from home with her own business. What you find when you have a business is that you are still beholden to someone (in this case probably clients). And if you are not smack in love with what you are doing (like she is with writing about her passions) then it can become drudgery. You still have to have some boundaries so the passion does not become something you resent or a cause for burnout.
Wish you luck MAA.
You’re right, Raptor. I don’t think this could ever become drudgery, but I do have to be careful about consecutive marathon sessions as then my body starts rebelling with fatigue, which reminds me, I should crash soon.
Plus, I do hope I will one day have time to do something recreational again like watching a movie, but even that I am tempted to insist be related to my writing ;-)
I hope you get that time too! Selfishly, it would probably signal we have won. I have a strangle hold on that hope.
A side note: A long time ago I had a little blog that I created to amuse my sister. It was not private because I assumed nobody would be interested in reading it. Wrong. Two things came to pass. Many readers put pressure on me to write when I wasn't feeling it. If I missed a day it caused mild panic. That was depressing to me. Also one day a reader of the blog arrived at my door. I was actually out in my backyard, but heard the bell. When I came around she called out the name I used on my blog. I stopped blogging after that. Show no clues about your home location unless you eventually want someone at the door. It happens. Ditto for you Gato.
Yikes, that’s terrifying!! Thanks for the warning 😬
And yes, you’re exactly right—I keep telling myself I can relax once we defeat tyranny and end democide.
I know you were being serious, but it DID make me laugh. You are such a warrior. Love that.
If someone arrives at your door, I suggest being very sweet to them. You never know what a scorned fan might do. People be a little deranged sometimes. Hey also - if you write on Blogger they own your writing and can pull down your blog without any notice so all of your material is POOF gone. I wrote about utterly benign topics and one day they shut it down. They reinstated it after I balked (which was hard to do). They never explained why. Read all fine print. Also, someone used some of my posts for a paper in college. The professor wrote me and asked me if I was "x student". So funny and weird the online life.
😹 Glad it made you laugh, Raptor, and you’re right, I was serious, but I also realize it is laughable in that we will likely never defeat tyranny completely as it requires continuous vigilance. That said, I do think we have a chance of ending democide by injection, so maybe I can relax for a minute then ;-)
Thanks for the tips re: stalkers 😆 Very likely, I wouldn’t answer the door since my sleep schedule is so erratic. We also have a door camera and don’t tend to answer the door unless it’s someone we know.
We had a similar experience with OpenSalon. My husband and I had a blog there, plus I had two others, each related to different book projects. We had a huge flurry of activity one year when I had saved up enough vacation to take a month off. Then, when I went back to work, it pretty much languished, partly because the community had degenerated into a gossipy junior high atmosphere, although we did make some amazing connections and found wonderful writing from around the world. Then a few years later, Salon announced that it was detonating OpenSalon, and we couldn't even go into the back end before it was annihilated. I lost drafts for a couple chapters I had never published as well as treasured exchanges with dozens of dear friends.
Gasp! Losing work for a book would send me into a depression. When I lose something I wrote that I loved (or others appreciated) I always feel like I will never be able to get that thought back or turn a phrase as well as I did round one.
I utterly hope we can end democide by injection. If they are exposed for the fraud and how many people they are killing (and knowing full well that they are) now, maybe the deluded with wake up. I keep wondering what will be the revelation that will shock them into reality.
I wholeheartedly empathize with your feelings about loss of work (writing or otherwise) and am still mourning documents lost due to failed hard drives in the past.
Regarding Open Salon, I should clarify that it was only one chapter for each of my two blogs (two chapters total), and I do have earlier drafts in my files—I just couldn’t remember whether I’d incorporated the latest changes I made directly at the blog and have never checked as those projects have been long-dormant, and I sort of dreaded opening them in case I had indeed lost my revisions.
I, too, am still trying to figure out what on earth will shake them out of their hypnosis. More are emerging from the fog every day, but it’s taking far longer than we have before totalitarianism engulfs the globe.