Reflections After Day 1 of My Book Launch

As I write this, it’s still the evening of the same day I launched my book, What’s at the End of Your Nose? but I’m feeling all sorts of things that may or may not confine themselves to the appropriate adjectives or descriptors.

Exhilarated. I’m finally living my dream. I’m also trying not to waste time thinking I should have done this long ago. “Should haves” don’t do anyone any good!

Vaguely exhausted. It seemed like every hour, I’d think of something else to do for my book. Which is great! So I’m feeling kind of a combo of having really done a lot today, but I’m happy about it.

Hopeful. Of course I want people to like it, even love it. This is my creation, and it’s been a long time coming.

Wheels turning. I’ve got my next book to proof and format to Amazon’s exact specifications, now that I know more about these rather excruciating constructs. I have two more books where I’ll need an illustrator, not to mention another book I’ve got out to agents right now. . .

Plans planning. What can I do for my book next? There can be no set it and forget it. It means too much.

You know how when you’re with someone new, or you have a new job, or anything that you really enjoy comes into your sphere of existence, suddenly it all fits into your busy life? That’s how I feel right now about being an author.

It should seem impossible, but it doesn’t. Somehow, it just all makes sense.

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Copyright 2016 Becky Benishek for “What’s at the End of Your Nose?”

Have some music to enjoy with your day, and please do go check out my book on Amazon. The free Kindle promotion will be ending very soon! And it did. But! The Kindle version is waiting for you all the same! And the paperback doubles as a coloring book.

There Is No “Before” and “After”

In “What it feels like to be the last generation to remember life before the internet,” author Michael Harris posits this:

“If we’re the last people in history to know life before the internet, we are also the only ones who will ever speak, as it were, both languages. We are the only fluent translators of Before and After.

To his credit, the author doesn’t rail against an Internet Demon or anything like that. He’s more anxious about his own plugged-in behavior.

But that premise, quoted above, is false.

It’s also why I get impatient with the “Well, I wasn’t born when that came out, so how could I possibly know about it?” wail.

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–I wasn’t born when cylinder records came out, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t figure out how to make them work, how to immerse myself in their operation, and how to enjoy their rather awesome sound quality (and make recordings thereof).

–I wasn’t born when Alan Ladd and Veronica Lake made “This Gun For Hire,” but that didn’t mean I wasn’t able to exercise choice and watch it when it came on TV.

–I also missed pockets of music that were made before I was hatched, but hey, we’ve had YouTube for awhile now, if we don’t have the good fortune to have parents and grandparents with record collections, or the wherewithal to go exploring in record shops on our own (just don’t pay the exorbitant prices for the new “old” vinyl out in bookstores and the like).

I get that there’s a difference between being actually brought up in an era and learning about it rerun-style, but so what?

Time is not a straightforward, linear entity. It’s a mushy-gushy, cyclical, spiral-ly gunk, and the more we try to control it and assign it values, the more we seem to understand it less–and the more we run out of it.

And the more we try to claim that we of <insert-generation-here> are the ONLY ones to do or understand X, Y, or Z, the more ridiculous it sounds, especially since opportunities to learn about everyone’s X, Y, and Zs have always been around!

The means just change, that’s all. It’s always been up to us to look beyond ourselves.

We all want to feel special. Deluding yourself that your generation is a self-sustaining island is not the best way to go about it.

Do you feel, like the author does, that generations born after 1985 are unable to grasp what came before them? 

 

No Light Without Darkness

“What is light without dark?” growl-hissed Lord Darkness in the movie Legend.

And he probably had a clue, or at any rate, very few people were going to tell him otherwise. Dude had horns and pointy teeth. I’m not even posting his picture here because SCARY.

(Of course, we did have people telling him otherwise, but you’ll have to watch the movie to find that out. I absolutely love it myself.)

Just now I came across a similar sentiment:

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This kind of thing always does make me wonder–wouldn’t they, anyway? A lot is down to our perception and comprehension of things greater than ourselves, after all.

But then we’re coming into Tree Falling In the Woods territory, or maybe it’s Bear In The Woods, and it’s always best to give bears privacy, so, I’ll just leave it at that.