One tired bulldog

And the feeling is mutual. We had a house full of company this weekend. My parents were here, my daughter came over from Sun Valley to visit Grandma and Grandpa. She also had a local friend spend the night, so there were a bunch of us. Otto’s weekend was filled with new people to pet him, extra socks to steal, snacks to beg for, and heavy duty play time.

I’m pooped too, although I never stole any socks or performed any tricks, I had the same amount of company. I wound up neglecting this blog, and it’s time to remedy that.

The blog tour is over for my second Experimental Notebook. Early reports are that people are enjoying my experiments. We discussed the difference between short form and novels. We revealed some of the things that inspired the stories in the book. Lisa toured around, and handed out her posters, and it was a lot of fun. A few of you made every stop, and I’m overwhelmed with that kind of response. Thank you to everyone who offered to host me, and I hope I delivered what you requested.

I sold a few copies, and flirted with one of Amazon’s top 100 lists three different times. You know how it works, you creep in and fall out. It happened three times though. I also found a bunch of new blog followers, and that’s wonderful too.

Somewhere along the way, someone called me “The hardest working person in fiction.” I wish that were true, but it made me feel really good. Maybe someday, when I don’t have to hold down a full-time job.

During all of this, my workplace imploded. I really wasn’t effected, but big changes rippled throughout the building. I am playing a pivotal role in trying to heal everything, and am making some progress.

Needless to say, there was no new fiction getting written around here. I have plans to hit the promotional stuff again in October. That gives me a few precious days to think about my own writing. It’s almost a disservice to tear back into my novel, but I have a few short fiction pieces that I could address.

Somewhere in there, I’m going to go camping again. Some way, some how, I need some of that forest time to recharge.

So Otto isn’t the only one who’s tired out around here. I still have some posts to check back on. I like to participate in the comments, and have met some wonderful people that way.


Filed under Writing

25 responses to “One tired bulldog

  1. I was glad to help, and I’m sure glad you neglected the blog instead of the dog!
    I hope this week is a smooth one for you!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. I think you ARE the hardest working person in fiction….

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Good luck with that workplace implosion.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Too bad you can’t recharge like Otto – he’s darling – but here’s to camping. And I do go along with “the hardest working man in fiction”!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. I had one of those weekends, too. Unexpected plans popped up on top of a party and everything got caught up in a whirlwind.
    Otto has the right idea about recharging. Hope you get to do it with camping. I’ve got a mini-beach vacation planned this coming weekend. Hopefully when I come back I’ll be in a hyper creative mode.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. If you’re tired, that’s the kind of ‘tired’ to have! Sounds like you and Otto had a ball and who know what inspiration filtered down during such a social whirl – the forest time’ll let it all percolate out beautifully… 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  7. carmens007

    No need for a lullaby song, it seems.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Great launch, Craig. You do work hard.

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Ali Isaac

    Ah poor Otto! Fancy exhausting him like that Craig! I know how he feels! Hope everything settles at work soon.and that you may get some new writing done soon. Congrats with the success of your blog tour. Hope many more book sales are in your future. 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  10. Hope things settle down for you at work. We tend to rank that below home and family, but work is a big part of life, too.

    Liked by 1 person

  11. It has been such a pleasure getting to know more about you and your work, Craig. Camping sounds a wonderful way to regenerate, and hand this Aussie girl a fishing line anytime to make her smile. I love the solitude of fishing, it helps me reconnect to what’s real in life. You are appreciated, and your support of indie authors is both generous and genuine.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s