So, to finish the year off, I wanted to take a look back at 2017 and all the things I accomplished this year, both professionally and personally. Why? To make myself feel or look good? Well, sort of.
On the Facebooks, all the writing groups are talking about what we've done and what we're going to do. I forget where, and it may or may not have been in one of the writing groups, but someone mentioned that it's too easy to get down on yourself for your failures and not see your accomplishments. It's a way of boosting your confidence and reminding yourself of what you're capable, which I think is a good point especially these days where everything, regardless of industry, is all about content, content, content. "You turned out a best selling novel? Congratulations! When's the next one? Hopefully, tomorrow. Any later than that and you can kiss your momentum and next big paycheck goodbye." And it's like, wait a minute, how many people have actually written a novel to begin with, and how many of those people have the balls to put it out into the world where people can publically love it passionately or hate it virulently?
So, it's kind of a double-edged sword in a way. "Hey. Look at all this cool crap I did! Aren't I amazing?! Aw, sh*t. I have to do it again this year? And I have to make it bigger-er and better-er? Aw, sh*t." So, let's talk about what I accomplished and how I plan to make myself bigger-er and better-er.
The Shape of Things to Come
I briefly mentioned it in one post, but I got serious about getting in shape this year. When I got my UTI back in January, I had to be weighed for the health examination, and the scale showed I weighed 292 which was a major blow since I had managed to lose 20 pounds back in 2015. So, I got pissed and decided to do something about my waistline. Not to mention, the few times I have managed to be in shape or do something athletically awesome, I quite enjoyed it. Plus, I want a fit girlfriend/wife with a tight ass, thin waist, and perky tits, and I ain't going to get a girl like that by being a fat f*ck unless I'm rich and/or got a great personality, neither of which I am/have. So, I got serious about working out and dieting, and although I didn't lose 50 pounds by August like I wanted, I did manage to lose 35 pounds. And by this May, I hope that number has increased to 70 or 80 lbs. I want to be a sexy bitch by summer.
Blog, Blog, Blog
Despite not making me any money, well, that is to say, I made less than chump change (bum change), I relaunched my blog and attempted to launch a vlog channel. The vlog channel fell by the wayside though due to working alone and technological limitations, but my blog took off. Since relaunching it in July, I've managed to get over 12,000 views and increase my monthly views by a few hundred each time. This month alone, I'm hoping to get somewhere between 3400 and 3600 views whereas last month, I did a little over 3100.
Also, I have 171 published posts covering topics that include RWBY, INTJ theory, cryptozoology and demonology, writing, 51 creative writing posts that include short stories, creative non-fictions, and poetry, and I've done one or two rants. I launched my blog with RWBY which helped me get 715 views in like three weeks or less, but when I started writing about MBTI theory and INTJ-ness, my views skyrocketed. Seriously, out of the top ten most popular posts I've written, two are RWBY related, the rest are about being an INTJ. And two of those INTJ posts are responsible for 1000 views by themselves.
Publish That Sh*t!
Most importantly to me though, is that I managed to self-publish four books, technically five, but I took one off the market when preliminary reviews weren't great. One book was a full-length fantasy novel, one was my magnum opus, an extra long Gothic Epic that took ten years to complete, one was a pseudo-Shakespearean play, and the last was a horror anthology which is the best selling of the four. Additionally, I've set myself up nice and pretty to have two more published almost right out of the gate in 2018 and a third to follow soon. And then, a few months later, I should have two or three more after that. But none of those will be novels. Hopefully I can get another novel published in 2018, and if I ever get a real job, I can get real covers for my current books and actually get serious about selling them.
This year I launched RWBY: The Novelization, my attempt to pay homage and make intellectual love to one of my favorite animes in a way similar to what fan artists do, but without all the crappy fan fiction plotlines.
I wrote 21 "chapters" altogether, most of which I had written previously and then went back and edited for a re-release. The total word count for those 21 chapters is over 62,000 which is novel length. (Hey, Rooster Teeth! Can't you assh*les hear me, yet?! Give me a f*cking job! I'll even take Miles' and Kerry's job as series writer.) But, once I've finished A RWBY Christmas Carol and once Volume 5 is over, I'm going to stop working on RWBY for a while. It's taken its toll on me and I need a break. I might write the random crossover here or there, but after RWBY-X and Volume 5, I'll be done for a while.
Despite my swearing, I managed to elevate my relationship with God, I think, and I managed to end a sinful habit I was having trouble with by starting a new, intense praying practice. I also got a lot of ideas for religious and Catholic articles to write that may just be my ticket into becoming a successful freelancer. As Jesus said, if I pursue righteousness, everything else will be given to me (Mt. 6:25-34). Also, I may begin a new old adventure as the head of a young adult group. It's new because I haven't been a part of a young adult group before, and it's old because I once was a youth minister, so this will probably be a familiar experience.
Brave New World
And lastly, I've come up with more story ideas and I'm working with my uncle on one that could be a doozy. Now if only I could get the damn story written.
So, that was my year in a nutshell. To be honest, I don't feel better. I feel like I could've done more and those things that I did do that I'm ashamed of still weigh heavily on my conscience. I tell you, it is utterly impossible for me to live my life without any kind of regret. I am forever haunted. But maybe some of you cats out there can try this for yourself and you'll get better results. So, to you and yours, Happy New Year. Let's f*ck 2018 up!
Keep writing, my friends.
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