It’s occured to me how terrible and how delayed I am at making these blog posts. It’s almost like I forget about my own website’s existence for months or weeks at a time. That’s now how it is though, I assure you. I guess I’m just busy with a million and one things. And there’s something eerie about talking to yourself like this. It’s like writing in a diary. And I always found that a little weird, too.
In recent news…hell yes, I’m on my Foundation physics course, and I’m stuck in this emotional mixture of euphoria and uncertain delusion. I can’t explain it, but, it’s not really important. I’m enjoying the course, and I’m finally doing one of the two subjects I love.
On the subject of other things…I’m really missing philosophy. I might go crazy and buy a bunch of books or something. I need something to keep my mind sharp. Oh! And the novel is going great. 1 chapter away from finishing the first draft. And that’s the first actual draft. Not like, the 50 different versions I did when I was trying to perfect the plot. I think people will find it to be quite weird…but…I’m a weird person, so, I suppose it just represents that in some way. I’ve been looking into ISBNs, but, that seems to be a bit chaotic and badly explained…so, I’m not sure if it’s one of those ‘buy 10 ISBNs now, assign them later’ things, or if I have to have 10 things to assign them to before I request them. Sometimes I wish I was American. They can buy one at a time. That’s so much easier.
Anyhow, going to ask a few people about that. So many people self-publish, there’s got to be a way around it. Trying to figure out a cover idea, too…and the name, despite its weird idea, is sorted. So, just the final touches and such now.