
The saga continues.
I’ve transferred the website to WordPress ont he first of the month, but now I’m working on…migrating?…kattywampusbooks posts over to the new site, but I’m going to wait until after this post goes out. I think I’m waiting because IWSG has been the only consistent thing for me (the last few years) and I know that migration will be its whole, separate saga-thing, and right now I’m a little close to the IWSG deadline for this month to just jump for it.
But…Yes! We have transferred the domain name successfully. There was quite a bit of teeth-gnashing as I pulled on my big-girl boots (on the wrong feet a couple-three times), but it did get done.
And I’ve been avoiding looking at all of my friends very successful postings on how they are able to capably bootstrap every-little-thing in their lives, so I can continue to feel good about my baby-step accomplishments.
I haven’t really made THAT many decisions about business as yet. I’ve been stressing out over domain names and emails for a while. I’m hoping the end of January 2024 we’ll be up and running and…things will move on from there.
Like learning how to use GIMP. And install free fonts. Canva works for digital covers, but not so much for physical covers, as far as I can tell with my tinkering. CapCut and YouTube are already kicking my butt.
Yes. I’ve decided my marketing platform for the moment will be the blog and YouTube, because interacting on social media is…well, I feel dirty afterward. Posting stupid short videos on YouTube with my own brand of humor is a little easier, because I gave up on dignity a while back, so I figure I can keep rolling with that.
I do, however, maintain my personal delusions of self-respect, which is why I’m avoiding the other social media bits right now.
They say you’re only supposed to pick one or two social media outlets that you’re the most comfortable with in the beginning anyway, so there’s that as well.
I’ve thrown my hands up and admitted defeat on composing my own NDA and operational agreements and priced out a few lawyers for that. People have told me I don’t actually need any of it to publish, but I feel like I do? But that’s January. Right now, I have a more pressing problem.
It’s the same old problem.
Hard-core, knee-deep, sucking mud, I-will-literally-muck-stables-for-20-horses-before-raising-my-hand-to-write, PROCRASTINATION.
Seriously. What, exactly, is my problem?
I like writing. I enjoy writing. Writing is a lovely escape for me. People who have read my writing have stated they think I’m reasonably good at it.
Yet, for the last few years, it’s been a painful slog to edit a single chapter. Writing something new?
Hah!
I want to blame 2020. I really wish I could.
But I’m a little too honest with myself in that regard, because I was having this very problem prior. I can say 2020 and 2021 may have given my tendency of procrastination some weight, but that’s as far as I can go.
Kinda like saying I gained weight over the holidays. Yeah, I may have packed on 2-5 lbs, but I was already 25 lbs overweight, prior, so I can’t really blame the holidays that much.
It isn’t because I’m tip-toeing my way towards the shallow end of the big girl pool. Or maybe it is, because I might still be trying to wear the big-girl boots on the wrong feet, and they might have a dress code about that?
I didn’t see a sign posted about that, but there isn’t a lifeguard on-duty either, so…maybe the big-girl pool is a lot scarier than I thought?
Does anyone have any tips for how to move on past the procrastination? One the one hand, I’ve been remarkably busy with it and getting a great many other, non-writing projects out of the queue, but that accomplishment doesn’t seem to be pushing me towards my writing nook. It’s almost as though I’m trying to fill the void of finished projects with other projects that will not propel the writing goals forward.
And one needs product if one is going to publish.
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