Some of us don’t like change. Some of us thrive on it. As we get older those changes can be harder for us to accept. Lately I’ve been making a lot of changes. Oh not in where I live or the people in it but it the way I do some things. I’ve started to look at ways to improve certain things one of which is how I promote my books and myself. Let me tell you that’s the hardest thing to do I think.
I have to admit I’m hard headed, stubborn, and at times a pain in the arse. Hey, I’m who I am and I have lived with me for a lot of years and who knows me better than me? If I can’t be honest with myself how can anyone expect me to be honest with them?
I do try to temper my honestly with others most of the time because what I’m willing to admit about myself doesn’t mean that others are willing to admit their shortcomings. That’s OK with me but it means when someone ask you if they look too big in that dress and it actually makes them look like an elephant in something that Omar the Tent Maker whipped up you have to say no. That’s an extreme example and possible politically incorrect but, oh well. You get my point.
Now I’m not going to go into some long diatribe about something or someone because first it wouldn’t do any good and second since you couldn’t name the person or thing that it involved what would be the point. If it won’t fix the issue or piss it off why bother.
That’s something that a lot of people don’t get. If someone is an asinine idiot they are going to be an asinine idiot the rest of their lives and all you’re going to do is end up upsetting yourself more and you certainly won’t change the other person.
So if it is someone or something you care about then accept the way it is and move on. If not, cut it out of your life. That’s one of the changes I’m learning to make.
She was definitely a few pieces shy of a complete Erector Set.
"Nice equipment." said Alison.
"Don't I know it."
Would someone please make him stop excreting humanly body fluids?