Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Which book are you?

This is a really fun internet quiz:





You're Watership Down!

by Richard Adams

Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're
actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their
assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they
build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd
be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.



Take the Book Quiz
at the
Blue Pyramid.

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Friends and family

We've had a whirlwind of activity since last Monday night. So much that I haven't had the chance or the energy to blog. Like I've got either of those on any given day, anyway.

And as much as I enjoy having time off over the holidays, I'd love to have more time to just do nothing. I didn't get much time for that. We were really on the go, entertaining, etc.

It's tiring.

Thanksgiving itself was actually a great, relaxing day, which is odd. It was the most relaxing day of any of them.

Now it's back to work for me. I'm applying for a new job. I'll keep you posted.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Sweet!

So I was checking the web stats of my website: Olde Crone's Bewitching Bath Soap. I can see how visitors get to my site, and one person got there via Google!

This surprises me, because when I would input "how to make soap" on Google, my site wouldn't even register. Well, maybe it did, but I didn't have the time to find out how far down the list of thousands it was. So I looked at this guy's search criteria, and it was:

start+making+soap+materials.


Hmm. So I went to Google and did this search, just to see where mine hits. I couldn't believe it.

Number 15. I was only on the second page! This is incredible progress! This means that people are linking to my site! This means that people will see my book and buy it!


Yippee!!


Start making soap now!

Sunday, November 13, 2005

Always Use a Tablecloth

I sit at the kitchen table to do most of my work on the computer. I don't have an actual office in our house, and until I do, I sit here, so I can watch my daughter while she plays.

Sometimes I watch her while she eats and I work. It's nice because we are both at the table together. Just a few minutes ago, when she was finished, she pushed her plate away, saying, "All done," as she does for every meal.

And in doing so, knocked over my glass of water, which was sitting behind my computer.

Which brings me back to my headline. Okay, then.

Friday, November 11, 2005

Free day!

Yaaay! Today is a free day! I got to sleep in until 6:45am!



Yaaaaaaay!


Time to make soap!

Saturday, November 05, 2005

All natural handmade soap

Yep. That's what I make. All natural, handmade soap. In an effort to boost my online sales, I've been joining more and more online groups, and have been participating in them. Gotta get some exposure.

Then I thought, "Blog about it, goofball. Google will pick up on it."

Perhaps. Therefore, I offer this blog as an unabashed attempt at self-promotion:


My handmade soaps are incredible. Soft, fluffy lather will leave your skin moisturized and smooth. My ebook about soap making will show you how to make your own soap, if you choose. Purchase it now, so you can make soaps for holiday gifts. If you prefer to purchase handmade soaps, you can do so here.



Okay, I'm done. :)

Time for beginnings

Lots of things are happening right now. My website got up and running, and it's doing fine. I've had 4 sales, which pleases me.

The happiest part of it all is that my ebook is finally finished! I have written and published a book! It was so exciting to have it finished, that I sent out an email to my newsletter list for my soap. Within one hour, someone had purchased my book!

Hooray!

I am now officially an author/publisher. Time to get that website up and running, too, I guess.

The more I get things moving, the more I want them to keep moving. I keep moving and moving in the publishing direction. It's getting less and less scary, and more and more exciting. Of course, I called my parents to tell them I sold a book, and the first thing out of my dad's mouth was, "Now, don't think you are going to make $10,000 and quit your job with this." He went on to temper his comments with something about him being a "cautious" person. Um...wonder where my fear of entrepreneurism comes from? Of course, I told him that I sold one book, and that I was being realistic about the whole thing. He got more relaxed about it and more congratulatory as the conversation went on, but still, the first thing out of his mouth was the message, "Don't get excited, because you certainly won't succeed."

*shakes head*

I'm glad I didn't talk to my mother right then. She's far worse than he is, when it comes to doomsday predictions.


In any case, I'm not letting their fear become my fear. The fear is still there, but it gets smaller and smaller each day, as I conquer it slowly. I really enjoy what I'm doing. I wish I could do it full time.


Someday soon, Dad.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

My website is up and running!

Yaaay! Tell all your friends!

www.soapcrone.com


All-natural handmade soaps! The best gift for the holidays is a handmade gift, you know. It just doesn't have to be handmade by you, does it? :)

Check out the site and lemme know what you think. Oh, and buy something while you're at it. I've got a family to feed.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Today.

Today is my wedding anniversary. We've been married for 9 years, and together for 12.


*bows*


Thank you.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

My Big Ideas

Why are my blogs always full of lists and quizzes? I feel the need to put my ideas down on paper, or else I'll lose them, somehow.

Okay, let's see:

1. Publishing company. I will publish
  • my own stuff
  • my friend's stuff that I think will sell
  • other folks' stuff that I think will sell
2. The company will eventually have the following divisions:
  • Educational literature
  • Romance fiction
  • Mainstream fiction
  • Calendars
  • How-To Nonfiction
  • For Adults Only (we gotta make money somehow)
3. I will offer a small advance, with a larger cut for royalties than most give. I won't pull a book from print after only a few months; I'll leave it in print as long as it is selling.

4.The "for adults only" division will publish both books and ebooks. The paper books will have a cover that is essentially the same for all of them. I'm not divulging that idea here, but it's a good one. Anyway, that will help save on set-up costs for the books when they are printed, if they all have essentially the same cover.

5. I don't know how I'm going to pay for the calendar artwork. The same as books, I suppose. I'll work that out later. Probably a percentage per calendar sold, with non-exclusive rights to publish the artwork.

Anybody wanna tell me what you think about these plans? Will they work? Will they not? What questions do you have? This will help me to solidify my vision.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Had an idea today...

....while having lunch. S. and I were lunching in the real world, and discussing work, of course. Decompressing, if you will. I thought out loud about how well we co-teach, which is a rare thing for general education and special education teachers. I thought, "We should make a video of our teaching, and sell that along with a book someday. That would really make some money." Because we co-teach like nobody else I've known. I also thought, if we couldn't do that, we could secretly audio-record some classes that we teach, and I could transcribe them into my book. A video would be better, though. We are often very subtle.

The video could have a voice-over, as well. A little documentary thingy. I could create it on my lappy, what with iMovie and all.


Dammit. How many F***ing projects can a person have going on?

NaNoWriMo

I ain't doin' it.

NaNoWriMo

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Your moment of Math.

Okay, children. It's time to take a quiz. Please clear your desks of all extraneous things (iPods, cell phones, Cliff notes), and focus only on your own work. This quiz should not be difficult, because I am very sarcastic.

1. My yearly raise is now in effect. I received my paycheck, and calculated my take-home raise. The percentage that I figured out was:

a. 10% of my salary--a lovely amount.
b. 1% of my salary--an insult.
c. 1/3 of 1% of my salary--the equivalent of leaving a penny tip at a restaurant. Well, 1/3 of one penny, I guess.

2. My monthly salary raise:

a. Won't cover gasoline expenses for one week.
b. Won't cover one dinner out.
c. Won't cover one jumbo package of diapers.
d. All of the above.

3. My daily salary raise:

a. Won't buy a ghetto cup of coffee at 7-11.
b. Certainly won't buy one Einstein's bagel.
c. Absolutely won't buy one cup of Starbucks coffee.
d. All of the above.

4. I work as a freelance teacher at a local university. I can earn my monthly pay raise from my district by working how long at the university?:

a. 5 hours
b. 1 hour
c. 10 minutes
d. 10 freaking minutes!

5. I also make and sell soap. This is a blue-collar type of employment, because I sell my wares at a local farmer's market. I've got to set up the tent, set up the tables, be outside in the elements, etc. I do this once per week, for about 5 hours total. Today was a crappy day at the market, as well. Breaking down my crappy income for today into an hourly wage, how many hours did I have to work today, to equal my raise for the entire month at my teaching job?:

a. 3 hours
b. 2 hours
c. 1 hour
d. 1 freaking hour

6. On a good day at the market, an average day, how long would I have to work to equal my monthly pay raise at the school district?:

a. 2 hours
b. 1 hour
c. 30 minutes
d. 22.8 minutes

7. Judging from all this math, your estimation of my time spent at my various, part-time, freelance and self-employed enterprises, is:

a. it's time well-spent
b. it's time needed to be spent
c. it's about time the school district treated teachers with some goddamned respect
d. all of the above

8. You are now wondering:

a. why anyone would ever become a teacher
b. how anyone continues to teach, what with the crappy salary and all
c. why I am still a teacher
d. all of the above





There, now. How did you do? Of course, the answers are:

  1. c. No, I am not kidding.
  2. d. Again, I'm not kidding.
  3. d. Still not kidding.
  4. d. Hmm. I wonder which job is more fulfilling?
  5. d. And today was a crappy day.
  6. d. Yeah. Selling soap. I shit you not.
  7. d. That's my estimation as well.
  8. d. That's what I'm wondering, as well.



It's become very clear to me that I must become self-employed all the way, in order to make a living in which I can spend some time with my family, and not work so many jobs. It's becoming less and less scary to me to "go it alone." My freelance stuff right now is doing very well. It's not enough to pay all the bills, but my credit card debt is decreasing, month by month. After the market, I sometimes purchase food and literally feed my family with that money. It's very satisfying.

Oh, and something else that pisses me off is this: The idea that, because I'm a teacher and I am supposed to feel so very good about my job, that the salary doesn't matter. It infuriates me when I'm told, in not so many words, that because my job is so fulfulling, that it makes up for a lack of salary. Excuse me? When did my employer become my parent? My family and friends give me love and I feel fulfilled; they show me love, and I feel valued.

My employer is supposed to show that I'm valued by giving me money.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Aaaaand it's begun.

I applied for a freelance writing job yesterday. It appeared small, but recurring, so it has the potential to pay quite a bit over the long haul.

In related news, I got the statement for my "business" credit card today. Yikes.

I will be soliciting for many more writing jobs, I think. Jesus H. Jones. I owe some serious money. Of course, the credit card company always offers me a "payment holiday," because every so often I throw on an extra hundred in payment. Those bastards. I don't use the "payment holiday" because I know it means an "interest festival" of proportions I'd rather not consider. So screw them, I'm making another large payment tomorrow.

And soliciting for more writing jobs. Know of any?

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Busy, Busy....who isnt?

Yeah, I'm busy. So what? I bet you're busy, too. Do you even have time to read this? No, you don't. You should be doing any myriad of things besides this.

But here you are. As I am.


I listed my money-making ventures the other night, and realized that I am desperately overworked. I really don't have time to do much of anything anymore. Sundays I'm a wreck. Mondays I work two jobs, so on Tuesday I'm a wreck. I "start" my work again on Wednesdays, taking Tuesdays "off."

That's in quotes, because on these days, I'm also working my regular, 7-3 job.

I just wonder when it's going to stop. I get tired, and then I get stupid.

Sometimes I'm so tired, I cant even fin

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Apparently, I didn't get the job.

Oh, well. I guess I'll just have to make my fortune some other way, and give these folks a lot of heat while I'm at it. :)

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Pastafarianism is where it's at.

I was made aware of a WONDERFUL letter a man has written to the Kansas School Board, regarding their adoption of "intelligent design" as a curriculum requirement in science. As "intelligent design" has no factual data to support it whatsoever, it is very difficult for scientists to accept it as a scientific theory.

The wonderful letter, therefore, asks the Kansas School Board to consider an alternate theory. According to their own words, they should also offer his ideas as scientific theory. In fact, his theory goes beyond intelligent design in that it has scientific data (i.e. a graph).

Check it out. Wear depends. Oh, and support public schools remaining public by shooting down any whiff of intelligent design. Please.

Read the letter here.

Saturday, August 20, 2005

I wonder what has happened.

I used to be an artist.

I used to wear all black, all the time. Seriously. I wore it because it was easy. I didn't want to worry about fashion or "matching" or anything like that. There was a point in my life when I could do 3 loads of laundry, and it would ALL be black.

Wearing black does not make one an artist.

It was a part of me, though. A person's style is a part of who they are. I didn't want to worry about my clothes because I was too busy being an artist. I went to poetry readings. I stayed up in all-night diners writing poetry. I created masks and wrote plays. I performed in "open stage night" at the local university theatre. I spelled "theatre" with an -re.

What the hell happened? I woke up one day and had an art room full of unused stuff. I woke up and barely saw myself in the mirror, because I was up at 5am to get ready for work, and the sun wasn't up yet. I woke up one day, and had nothing more to say. I had no poetry, no plays, no ideas.

I don't think I've ever felt as depressed as I did on that day.

And now everything is affecting me badly. I watch the news and see mothers protesting the war because their sons died there. I listen to Ben Folds sing about how he took his girlfriend to the abortion clinic. I sit around at work, hating the stupid part of the work I have to do, and loving the "with kids" part. I sit around and think about how it just isn't worth it to waste your life doing what you hate.

But what do I love?

Do I love art? Do I love creation? Or do I love forming words and phrases into thoughts? What do I want to do all day?

All of the answers come back to my daughter. The art room stopped when she got busier. She is growing older, and is demanding more and more time. I feel compelled to teach her how to be a good person. This compulsion tells me that I am a good mother; I have no problem with this. However, all the things I used to love, the things that took up so much of my time, have fallen wayside, because I want to spend time with her.

The dilemma, then, is this: How can I teach her to be a fabulous, intelligent, deep-thinking person if I'm not behaving that way? I can't do all the things that (I thought) made me the person that I am, because I'm spending time with my child. How can I reconcile this?

And do you know, this started four years before she was born? That's because I started graduate school. That's when all the art stuff went out the window. I had absolutely no time for it. And right after I graduated, I became pregnant. And then she was born. And that was it.

Since I went back to work, which was 2 years ago, I've been consumed with making money. I need to make more money so I can be with my family. To make more money, I have decided that I need to be self-employed. Trading my time for dollars isn't working; there aren't enough dollars in the coffer. If I am self-employed, there is no limit to the dollars, if I pursue it intelligently.

The risk is much greater, however. At which point I have to ask myself: which is the greater risk, losing oneself and being a horrible example for my daughter, or taking that risk and showing my daughter what great things can happen if a person takes risks? I've been thinking far, far too small, lately. Far, far too small.

It doesn't matter what kind of person I was. What matters is that I now behave as the person I want my daughter to admire.


I'm working on it.