Dear Blog reading Family and Friends, Awful week last week. Really awful. So I had a good thing about going forward. I had to reflect and came to the conclusion that I had to think long term about what I wanted to do. Now I'm not a longer term thinker but at time I need to. I hit a certain age and just started living in the now. But fuck me, last week was hell. I've decided to try thing writing gig and see where it goes. Like when I started in my career I was full of ideas, and innovation but in real life people expect you tow the line. Dance to the piper's tune. Jump to the puppet master's string. Folks expect you to fall into line and do as you as told. Fine. I can do that but at that point a career becomes a job. Self publishing business plan. I'm drafting up a self-publishing business plan, which is just a rough draft. I've got a rough three-five year plan. This year is just the base year, where I'm setting up. In Year 1, I expect to hit a
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