Look Ma! I made a website!
Well, here it is! After roughly 3 years of procrastination, I finally broke down and built my website. I originally place-holdered it back in 2012 with the release of my first novel, Hade’s Gambit. But then after the web developer I had lined up to create it, backed out because of a big work project, I never really got around to doing anything with it myself. I’m capable (I think), but I just didn’t have the motivation to do it. And, of course, these things cost money.
So for 3 years, it sat pretty much completely unused with just my picture on it and a link to my Facebook and Twitter page. I’d think about developing the site from time-to-time, but then something else would come up and I’d conveniently forget about it or put it off because I had something more pressing to do, like create a fully functioning elephant lamp in shop class, where you could pull on the trunk and the light would go on. You know, important things.
That’s kind of funny, too, because I actually like the process of building sites and graphic design. Many years ago, back in the days of hard-coding HTML, I had a little side business where I built sites for local businesses and made a little money off it, too. But for some reason, I just couldn’t get jazzed to create my own personal author site. How weird is that?
But I finally decided that, “hey, I’m a published author now with multiple novels out; it’s time to get serious about this.” So I decided to knuckle down and get started. I tempted myself with the idea that once it’s done, it’s done and I could then just worry about doing the occasional update when I would release another book. So, I began laying out the design, creating the graphics, and seeing it come together. And that’s when the dam burst. As I started designing the site, I went from the idea of having a sparse single-page layout, to having a fully functional e-commerce site complete with news, novel listings, extras (free stories), reviews, book trailers, and even *gasp* a blog!
I am so screwed. Go ahead and tell me...I've consigned my soul to hell, haven't I.
But it got me to thinking and even as I put this very first blog post together, I am beginning to see things a little more clearly. The bottom line is simple: I love being an author! I love writing! It’s been my dream ever since my high school English teacher, Miss Kersenbrock, told me I should make certain I do something in my life that requires me to write, whether personally or professionally. Even today, it amazes me how an adult, a high school teacher, could be so profoundly right in her opinion of a student that himself, didn’t have the first clue what he was going to be when he grew up. Thanks, Miss K! You’ll always be my favorite!
By the way, people sometimes wonder why I have such a great respect and admiration for teachers. Well, there you go.
Anyway, Miss K was right! She nailed it. For me, the perfect job would be to get up in the morning and go to work at my own personal desk, creating stories to entertain readers! I’ve wanted it for decades and now suddenly, I have a firm grasp of it. I can do it. I AM doing it! Today, I am an author and for better or worse, I always will be. While I have had a long career in Human Resources, writing is the profession that I want to be known for. Eventually, I will retire from corporate life and the companies I have worked for will soon forget about me. But my writing? That will endure. I can be a hundred years dead from this life and people can still pick up my novels and be entertained. My legacy is my storytelling. My great, great, great grandchildren and beyond will be able to pick up something created by their ancestor and for a brief moment in time, be whisked away to another reality. My reality.
So, why not just write, you ask? Why create a website for all this? Well, I'll tell you.
I accept the fact that I had to sacrifice many nights, glued to my desk chair with eleventy-seven different programs up and running, to create this. I understand that I had to shelve some quality writing time to accomplish it. And I’d have to be half crazy to think it will appeal to everyone. You will see it as you want to see it; in the simplest of terms, in the most convenient of definitions—a marquee to the voices inside my head; a longing for relevance; a testament to my insanity; a desire to be loved; and a hunger to succeed.
But ultimately, I did it…just because.
Sincerely yours, the author. ~ with nothing but the highest praise for John Hughes and the Breakfast Club, one of the greatest movies of all time.