Candycorn and Self-Publishing

24 10 2009


The second candycorn is in stores, I have to buy bags of it. It’s sort of like my obsession with Cadbury Eggs at Easter. I see it–and all willpower leaves me. I have to have it. So–two bags of it have disappeared in my house in only a week and a half. And this morning I’ve actually been thinking maybe I should go to the store to buy more before they stop selling it! Do you ever catch yourself having crazy conversations with yourself? Like trying to talk yourself into things–and then realizing that if you have to talk yourself into something, that’s YOU talking to YOU and it’s a little weird. Yeah, it happens to me all the time. Anyway, I love Halloween for the one reason that Candycorn is in stores. We never really celebrated Halloween when I was little. I think I remember trick-or-treating once (Jeff feels like this is a tragedy beyond measure). Anyway, I do know that I want Ashtyn to get to be excited about dressing up and trick-or-treating. I was thinking of taking her this year, then remembered she’s 14 months old and everyone would know that I would be eating the candy, not her. So I’ll wait till next year.

On to self-publishing! Everyone’s been talking about Mike Hyatt’s blog and the announcement that Thomas Nelson’s going to provide an avenue for writers to self-publish. So lots of people are excited, and lots of people think they’re crazy, and lots of people seem to be upset about it (who knows why? Is it really worth getting upset over?). Anyway, I’ve read a few blogs about it. Chip MacGregor has a good posting up (http://www.chipmacgregor.com/). We talked about it last week in our staff meeting and such. I checked out the Westbow website. Here’s what I think: I’ve said it before, publishing is evolving, like everything else. Will this new thing with Tommy Nelson result in scores of great books published? Of course not. Will they make money? Yes. Are they a business? Yes. (This is making sense to me so far.) Will a few good books be published that wouldn’t otherwise? Most likely. Will some awful books be published? Unfortunately. In the end, it’s really NOT the end. Of the world, that is. Or publishing. It’s just something new that Thomas Nelson is trying and I love that they’re being innovative and doing something that’s making everyone take notice.

So, don’t worry. This is not a sign that traditional publishing is over–or that publishers are going crazy or no longer care about quality. It’s just a reality that people are going to find new ways to get published. It’s okay. If you’re really bothered by it, I recommend candycorn. :)





A Garage Full of Boxes

16 10 2009

So it’s been ages since I’ve written. I thought I should tell everyone that we’ve finally moved. Moving is so terrible. Well, packing boxes and moving boxes and furniture and then constantly digging through a sea of boxes in your garage to find your shoes, clothes, towels, etc. is the really terrible part.

My mom flew into town to help, which made all the difference in the world. And some of our friends helped move everything Sunday. We’ve been steadily unpacking and trying to get somewhat organized so Jeff and I don’t kill each other. Neither of us function very well when everything’s a mess.

So leaving the house on Hamilton was a bit emotional for me. I suppose that’s normal. I just started thinking about the first time we walked through the front door with Ashtyn and then I felt like crying.We really were so ready to move–but in the end, driving away and knowing we’ll never be inside that house again was a little sad. Our lives changed in that house. I remember sitting in the bedroom when I started having contractions and knowing that no matter what or how–I’d be coming home with a baby soon.

But letting go is a healthy part of life. I do believe that. If you’re letting go for the right reasons then it can be liberating and exciting. So we’re now in a cute little house with a view of the mountains and tonight we’re supposed to go over to one of our neighbor’s house to meet everyone. Hmm. That probably means I should head toward the garage now to find something to wear tonight.

I just heard the little one cry from her room. I guess I’m still typing too loudly. I must work on that.