Christmas is only days away and my daughter from the USA will be coming with her family tomorrow evening to spend Christmas with us. It has been a busy month for me as a writer. I published a new book called A Small Company of Pilgrims and the second book of Naked Poetry. The first book of poetry now had 360 free downloads. That success and the addition of the second book of poetry had my wife suggest that I put a price on those books at Smashwords.
Yesterday, I made the first sale of the new book of poetry. I guess that makes me “professional” in a way though not in terms of a traditionally published writer. A check on my other books on Smashwords show that Broken Road has 548 downloads, the Through a Jungian Lens: The Hero within book has 395 downloads, a second Jungian Lens book, Swamplands of the Soul has 292 downloads, and Broken Boy has 286 downloads. I think the time has come to shift from free to paid for all of them.
I got to spend time in Swift Current where I was to teenagers and dog sit for my eldest daughter. Since the two boys were in high school classes, I had a lot of time to myself. I did a lot of writing on my NaNoWriMo project for this year, In addition, I am taking these private hours in her home to be myself, clothing free. Since they have a hot tub on the lower deck in their back yard, I definitely took time each day to immerse myself in the steaming water. Back home, I had the time and opportunity to shovel snow off my backyard cement pathways and deck. It was an invigorating experience that can’t really be explained
Since it is December, we have put up all the decorations, indoors and out. It has become a tradition in our home to do so on December 1st. This year was no exception.
Well, there was more to my absence from this blog site than my writing projects. The sharing of my naturist blog posts on Facebook had become too much for my wife to handle and was causing discord between us. There is an element of trust when it comes to my nudity which is at the heart of the issue. Now, I can’t say that I blame her, as I do take unnecessary risks.
With the return to Mexico and the ceasing of sharing posts on Facebook, I am hoping that life, a more naturist life, will be more peaceful between us. Maybe I should just learn to be less daring, risking our reputation in the community.
Before the end of the year, we will be going back to Puerto Morelos and Casa Sorpresas. I already have ideas for a new poetry book, one that is founded upon the masculine, the feminine, and the union of the two. I hope to talk more about this in a future post.