Funny how quickly a mood can change. Last night I was feeling pretty happy -- business was pretty good, I was thinking how I had more money than expected (especially since I'm not going to do the movie) and could buy some things, my Sweeney Todd book was sent in, and everything seemed well.
I think things took the negative turn when I got a response from Createspace -- of a sort I've had before -- that the computer program and/or non-native English speaker who checks the book files says the authors don't match the data I sent in (see, I submitted the book as being written by James Malcolm Rymer and Thomas Preskett Prest, but since that didn't fit on the cover I used the common forms J. M. Rymer and T. P. Prest which are "not a match" and thus render the files unfit to publish.) As said, this has happened before -- with T.W. Roberston vs. Thomas William Robertson, and on the computer/person's inability to understand the font used on Murders in the Rue Morgue -- and it usually gets cleared up fairly quick, but that sent everything on a downslide.
So now I am waiting. Waiting seems to be something that puts me into bad moods. I'm usually pretty happy if I am occupied, I find; or at least it keeps me from having time to be unhappy -- but having to wait for something to happen is not good. I believe I have the problem -- and that this is part of what killed my movie -- that I tend to put every piece of energy and attention I have into a task, and the result is I can't be left to wait, because I cannot have any kind of life until the thing is complete. This ruins me on something like a movie where I have to work with other people -- no one else will put their life on hold for it, so it becomes just one big prolonged misery to me while I'm stuck waiting for these people.
I think this is what also made me crazy about the tarot business, the waiting -- business was way too slow and again, there I was just left to wait day after day to see if i'd have a customer (and I finally had to dump the site when it got to the point that even getting a customer was usually more aggravating than consoling.) It might get to that same point with the new fortune telling site, but up to this point my priorities have been that movie and my books so I haven't been so much waiting as just getting a happily unexpected surprise of a customer here and there.
I think things took the negative turn when I got a response from Createspace -- of a sort I've had before -- that the computer program and/or non-native English speaker who checks the book files says the authors don't match the data I sent in (see, I submitted the book as being written by James Malcolm Rymer and Thomas Preskett Prest, but since that didn't fit on the cover I used the common forms J. M. Rymer and T. P. Prest which are "not a match" and thus render the files unfit to publish.) As said, this has happened before -- with T.W. Roberston vs. Thomas William Robertson, and on the computer/person's inability to understand the font used on Murders in the Rue Morgue -- and it usually gets cleared up fairly quick, but that sent everything on a downslide.
So now I am waiting. Waiting seems to be something that puts me into bad moods. I'm usually pretty happy if I am occupied, I find; or at least it keeps me from having time to be unhappy -- but having to wait for something to happen is not good. I believe I have the problem -- and that this is part of what killed my movie -- that I tend to put every piece of energy and attention I have into a task, and the result is I can't be left to wait, because I cannot have any kind of life until the thing is complete. This ruins me on something like a movie where I have to work with other people -- no one else will put their life on hold for it, so it becomes just one big prolonged misery to me while I'm stuck waiting for these people.
I think this is what also made me crazy about the tarot business, the waiting -- business was way too slow and again, there I was just left to wait day after day to see if i'd have a customer (and I finally had to dump the site when it got to the point that even getting a customer was usually more aggravating than consoling.) It might get to that same point with the new fortune telling site, but up to this point my priorities have been that movie and my books so I haven't been so much waiting as just getting a happily unexpected surprise of a customer here and there.
Received my lovely Marie Antoinettes today and couldn't be happier. Thank you so much. They're every bit as lovely as I'd hoped. Is it okay if I mention them in a journal down the road?