04 Jun. 13
There have been few times in my life when I have doubted myself. Sitting
waiting for replies from literary agents is one of those times. I received my
first rejection this morning. Being rejected is never pleasant but the agent
wrote the rejection so well that I have to respect her talents. I suppose that
is why she is a literary agent. She has the skill required to tell you to go to
hell and make you look forward to the trip.
I always have the option to self-publish if all the agents reject my
work. I was hoping I wouldn’t need to go that route. it would make me feel I am not good enough but decided to publish anyway. Besides the economics. If
an agent publishes they have contacts and I will sell thousands of copies. If I
publish myself I could possibly sell two copies to my mother and another two to
my kids. My wife would also buy one. This equals five copies. I know I didn’t
do very well at school but even my limited knowledge of mathematics tells me I
can’t survive on the R175 I made from the five pity sales.
Two more rejection letters today. Also well written, the trip to hell is
sounding more and more exciting.
We received our first batch of sunscreen and insect repellent yesterday.
Obviously the labels had to be wrong. It’s just not possible for anything to go
smoothly. I suppose it is our first payment in the learning curve that comes
with all new ventures.
While Lola and the boys went to the spar for some groceries I stayed in
the parking area and tried to sell some product. It’s been a while so I was a
bit rusty but I still remember most of the requirements. Never ask a question
that can prompt a negative response. For example. Do you have a minute? This
question immediately allows the potential buyer to say no. Another example. Can
I interest you in blah blah blah? Also allows a negative response.
Since it was Wednesday during working hours I only had a total of nine
people going into the lift. Of the ten four were old men, close to a hundred,
so I didn’t stop them. I couldn’t see them going to the beech very often. One
slightly younger man about eighty five, informed me he never goes outside. One
more man arrived and waved me away before I said a word stating something about
his mother on her death bed and how he shouldn’t even be at the spar. My first
two ladies arrived in the same car and informed me they only use product x and
are allergic to everything else. Finally a young mommy arrived in a fancy four
wheel drive. She was almost sold when the lift door opened and some of the
nearly dead came out. So no sales.
07 Jun. 13
We watched as a black sparrow hawk tried to hunt breakfast this morning.
Someone here told me it is a black sparrow hawk so I hope he gave me the
correct name. He glides silently across the sky and swoops down on his prey
chasing it acrobatically until he catches his food. This morning however his
prey outsmarted him and escaped. There are always birds in the sky here and I
can see at least five different species at any time. When the hawk arrives
however, the sky clears and all the birds disappear. Not bad considering they
all have, “bird brains.”
I didn’t get any go to hell responses yesterday. Not sure if it’s a good
or a bad thing. I decided to give the job search another try and sent my CV to
another ten places. Perhaps I am lucky this time round.
08 Jun. 13
One more go to hell yesterday. This one less tactful than the others
giving me a more direct path to follow. Simple yet effective. “Not for us,
thank you.” At least they said thank you.
We ordered a new raw water pump for the port engine from Sweden and
await its arrival. I finally completed the wood rot repair near the filler cap
and will start with the rotten piece on the back step next week. Soon the
entire boat will be fibreglass with foam core. Using the foam core and glass is
expensive but at least it won’t rot.
Lola is busy with a course on line, hopefully it teaches her something
useful. We are expecting a big blow later this afternoon so I have to pack
everything away. While living in our house we never worried or even took note
of the weather. Now it is everything and all our decisions are made accordingly.
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