For the past year, I’ve put off finishing the proposal for what I hope will become my third, commercially published non-fiction book.
I had a gazillion quite legitimate
— I’m getting my hip replaced (which crippled my hands?)
— I’m recovering from hip surgery (and too busy playing Ipad Scrabble)
— I have to go to physical therapy three times a week (which of course consumes 24 hours of the day)
— I need to make money first (actually true)
But the deeper, tougher, sighing truth is…
Every creative venture for which you seek external interest, validation or sales — your Etsy site, your play, your poetry, your drawings or music or pottery or stained glass — must find its audience at some point.
If you need people to pay for it, let alone pay you well and buy…
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