A little day-by-day, blow-by-blow account of my harried life. I locksmith, I hunt, I fish, I play with guns, motorcycles, computers, and cars.
I was going to chronicle my experiences building an aquaculture setup.
And touch on my downsizing my life!
Don't write it for the readers, write it for you; that way, anyone reading it (I'll likely have a look), is a lovely extra. This, FWIW, is my rule in my fiction, and why I don't worry about how long it takes me to pick back up a narrative thread. It hasn't ever made money (just about broke even when I reduced the cast of the paper book as low as Lulu would let me) but it's not any grief.
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