At The End Of The Day

Sometimes I write a comment and afterwards I think… that should not be “buried” among other comments.

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The last faint smile, seconds before seeing the email from a cousin in the US writing to me that she had bought – all at once – ALL of my books.πŸ€“πŸ‘¨πŸ»β€πŸ’»πŸ˜³πŸ“šπŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ I have read occasionally from some of you on here who write and who wish you could get reluctant family to read your books.πŸ˜• I'm the opposite.πŸ€” I wouldn’t try to dissuade them, but I kinda wish family would NOT want to read my books.πŸ˜±πŸ˜‚ . #selfie #humor #laughs #thinking #readingglasses #reading #microsoftsurface #family #relationships #travel #fiction #romance #books #homeoffice #authors #authorsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writers #writing #expats #expatlife #London #England #Hertfordshire

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I believe this is one of those comments. It’s in reply to one from author Laura Thompson. I thought I’d share it as a full post here:

[Screen capture of a comment on the post “For All Of Your Work.” Click to enlarge.]

At the end of the day, that – to me – is what this is all about.

Reading that again here, I don’t know why often I adopt a tone like that in my comments as compared to the “formality” I aim for usually in my posts. It just seems more appropriate to write that way in a comment than in a post. Anyway, regardless, there you have it.

Have a good weekend, wherever you are. πŸ™‚

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  1. Thank you as always for the mention, Robert. I tried my hand at copywriting once being old and wise enough to know that I certainly wouldn’t make any money writing creatively, but it was a painful process, and I soon grew to hate it. As well, the self-marketing aspect of it all completely turned me off as I am incapable of selling anything. The very thought gives me the heebie-jeebies. Like you, putting β€œpen to paper” makes me happy, and even if I could or would write a Fifty Shades-style novel, the money I might make wouldn’t be worth the stroke my dad would have reading it! πŸ™‚

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  2. I’ve mixed feelings about β€˜family’ reading my books. My mother has read them all, which mortifies me.πŸ€¦πŸ½β€β™€οΈ I hear on the grapevine she enjoyed them, but she would never admit that to me. Sometimes I find it odd that my brothers and sisters never express any interest in reading my books (I’m sure I’d be keen to read their’s), but it’s probably a blessing that they don’t. Maybe your family should see you as just that – family – and nothing more. πŸ€”πŸ“š

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      • Having family read your stuff is a double-edged sword anyway. My college-aged daughter reads none of my work, a fact that used to hurt my feelings, but the one time I asked her permission to submit something to a lit magazine since it was about her, she said no. Now, I simply do as I please and say nothing. πŸ˜πŸ˜‚πŸ€£

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        • I was always most concerned that anyone I’d generally based a character on would probably recognize themselves. As fiction, though, I always had “deniability” because most are not based on just one person. Ah, the fun of “fiction.”😊

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