I THINK I’m back….
I have found that often when people say they can’t do things, when given the opportunity, they will often turn it down or sabotage it. We are strange creatures, and it pleases me that any of us carve out any happiness in this strange world.
As a perusal of amazon . com can demonstrate, self-publishing has become much simpler. Self-EDITING, however, apparently remains in its infancy.
We missed you.
I missed you all too! (although I still get to read comments, even when I don’t blog).
And I’ll do my best to keep up this time. :)
We can get so used to disappointment, especially that which we create ourselves, that hope becomes positively painful — a stirring toward life when we feel the anchoring stake still holding us down. It’s no wonder we reject it without thinking. No addiction is more draining that clinging to hope.
A dozen years ago, I found a friend sitting on a door-step looking bereft.
I asked him what was the matter.
He told me about the fire that had consumed his business.
I sat with him a while.
I asked how much funding he would need to get his business started again.
He thought a while.
He named a number.
I told him that, if we could find nine more people as willing and able as me to invest in putting his business back on the road, it would happen.
He stopped thinking all hope was gone.
We talked some more, he worked out a way to get started up again on a tenth of the capital.
He and his business partner made it work.
They paid me back in full.
Sometimes, when given the opportunity, folk get over the surprise that it’s there and take it.
I’ve not been as good at that as my friend was.