There are days that I don't think any of my ramblings are worth writing down. Same goes for the pictures I take. Why do I make the effort on Friday nights and Saturday afternoons and take upwards of 500 pictures at both high school and college football games?
Honestly, I have no idea. Does anyone even read what I write? I can track the opens on my blog, and I can track that pictures that get likes. But does anyone really care what I put on paper (so to speak?). Truly, I don't think it matters. I do this because I love it. I love to write and I love to take pictures.
My to-read pile is growing exponentially, and as I read articles and blogs, there is always a need to respond, albeit for my own benefit. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't, and sometimes I stew on an article or blog, only to go back to it days later.
One of the books I am writing is now sitting at just over 43,000 words. I'm hoping to draft another 20,000 words...but will it be enough? Is it too much? I have no idea. I've been shopping around editors and publishers, and toying with self-publishing. I just want to get to a point where I can put the book to rest.
The other book I am working on is more photography based, but there is still content to write. I know what I want to say; just need the time to do it. I've picked the perfect image for the cover, and I can wait until it's finished.
Until I'm published, I expect the distraction of my blog, and multiple social media pages, will have to suffice.