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Thirteen Years as a Writer and Publisher in 2023
I’m going to start you at the present, after I have just finished bumping elbows with other writers at the Las Vegas Writer’s Convention.
With ten fiction titles floating around out there and after years of cleaning up my early messes, I’ve finally decided to step up to the plate and learn to promote the right way. Here, we’re talking about my dinner plate.
Lo, there will be no baseball here, sadly. Dad loved baseball. But something he did well that I still don’t was befriend people who shared common interests. He did the same thing with petroleum while building his gas station empire and also with exercise while building his running team.
I never had a problem producing content. I just avoided relationships and tended to be more like my father was in his old age rather than his middle ages. Keeping to my self, with an exception for very close loved ones.
Yet I was there in his prime, along with my brother and sister, to witness the massive fruits of my father’s mid-life labors. And we kids could eat an awful lot of fruit!
Now, I’m the Dad, so I have to start somewhere; branch out if I’m ever going to make a career of this. Well, what better place than a writing convention on a river and…