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23 March 2020

Song Mood: Ring of Fire by Johnny Cash.  Sometimes I feel like I walking in a ring of fire.  As the fire rises around me, I wonder why I’m in the ring of fire.

The numbers have been pointing towards the woman who hates me most.  I see sequences of numbers all the time.  License plates.  Addresses.  Phone numbers.  Numbers that normally seem random, but I have assigned meaning for them.  And so with the assigned meanings, don’t seem so random sometimes.  Like seeing 214, someone’s birthday, 920 then a combination number (two people’s birthdays).  Seeing various sequences pointing towards someone.

While Saturday, I was feeling the love, Sunday I felt the hate guided towards me.  I think I was called self-guided, meaning I was trying to promote my stuff.  In reality, this whole quarantine thing sucks.  If I had a hundred books out, the ebooks for them all would be free, just so someone could pass the time.  I might be a terrible writer, but even terrible writing can help pass time.  Anyway.
I got the idea from this Haiku poet from the New England area.  She was giving away books and so were a few other haiku poets, which she promoted.  And then I realized that she has 10,000 followers on IG now and she only follows 500.  In which I figured out that she had deleted me.  And discovered lots of Haiku poet profiles who follow her.
Here I could follow all these other profiles and maybe build up my profile as well.  Then I remembered, I write Haiku just so that I can say I wrote something that day.  I wasn’t trying to make business out of it.

And so, I decided that I should build the writing community that I want.  I focus a lot about writing but usually fail when it comes to the writing community.  Most of the time I feel alone.  
So along with my tasks of writing, I will work on building my writing community, my support team.  I used to belong to the Nebraska Writer’s Guild, but decided not to renew this year.  It comes down to the resources and trying to build myself up as a Sci-fi/Fantasy writer.  So now I’m looking to joining SFWA Science Fiction Writers of America.  Their membership fee is more than the NWG, but they concentrate on Sci-fi/Fantasy.
There was a fantasy writer I reached out to for help on building a writing community in the NWG and that person never got back to me.  Completely ignored my questions about getting beta readers.  I’m hoping that by joining SFWA, I’ll be able to meet people who can help me build my support team.

Things to think about.  I did a ten hour shift today and will repeat tomorrow and the next day.  On Thursday, I can work on finishing my project and building this writer’s community.

There’s an idea that I’m thinking about for the final book in the series.  Something that I’m keeping to myself and something that will make the final book more of a mind bender.  I’m also thinking I should write a scene or two here and there to help write the story as that one I’m planning for it to be 500 pages.

So, goals: tomorrow and Wednesday write 500 words a day.  Thursday through Saturday 2000 words.  Finish one story and move to the next.  Figure out the main conflicts for the other stories.  Find groups to join.  Find people who can help me out of the ring of fire.


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