Well, howdy there internet peeps and those who... wait? what was I going to say?
It's Troy again...
Avoiding the swamp paid off. Just ran my numbers for words worded in November, and it's more this month, than the rest of the year (book wise). Words here don't count.
I've done 18K this month alone.
Wrote a fun story of getting my mojo back at the author conference. I'll summarize.
Basical, my WW2 veteran grandfather was great motivator. His main way was to threaten to put his "Size 9 shoe" in my posterior.
He was army, not army air corp back then. But arguing with the ai wasn't working at 4:30 this morning. I settled on that pic for a good motivation image.
Well, at the author conference, that size 9 shoe was a writing business coach I have followed for several years. Dealing with Mom's decline and passing, then all of the "
Waves vaguely at the world" crap had me spirialing.
That's when the writing coach told me to tune out. Turn off. Unfollow the news, the political friends... just turn it off and go back to being happy. Work on getting myself out of the world-is-burning frame. It can burn without me.
Write my stories, sell the books, make money.
Sometimes, gramps sends a size 9 shoe from the great beyond.
I'm happier now. I just have to ignore the political world.
Part of my ignoring was working on my little toy soldiers yesterday after doing my 2700 words for the day.
Here's one I 3D printed, then modified to fit the Ghostbusters gone bad theme.
and I finished assembling 50 of the scantily clad female demons (succubi)
Those should be interesting to paint. Especially when you see what they're doing to the little Stay-Puft guys...
OK, back to wording the words.
Well, maybe I'm put some primer on the succubi. They seem like they want to be painted.