I have decided that Morn has 3 moons. The Forrester expedition named them Caspar, Melchior & Balthazar after the three kings.
   However the Mornians call them by different names & they are a pitvotal part of Morn creation myths.  In the beginning, there was the All-Void. Then, the All-Being became self-aware. In becoming self-aware, she realized she was lonely. She laid three eggs. (Remember Morn evolved reptilion). But because the eggs were conceived by one parent only, they did not hatch. Nevertheless, the All-
Being loved them. (Not sure about actual names yet)  they represent: All things past that did not happen, all things present that are not happening, and all things future that will not happen. So, the All-Being created a mate so that her eggs would hatch. For a time, all went well, the Other-Being and the All-Being mated many times. Thus, the planets & galaxies & all life forms hatched.  Alas, the Other-Being became restless and wanted to see what lay over the horizon of stars and so he left.  After weeping many tears, the All-Being curled herself into a ball which became the planet Morn orbited by her three sterile eggs. Of course, another myth has the All-Being devouring the Other-Being after they have mated. In either case, the All-Being is alone, but fertile and still laying eggs.

I thought of this on my way to the grocery store. It needs a bit of fleshing out & I need to come up with 3 Morn sounding names.

It's absolutely senseless to wallow in feeling unappreciated. I have committed to writing.  Hopefully, I WILL get read before I'm dead.  Frankly, I can't see how it benefits me to become rich & famous when I'm 6' under. I think that appeals more to poets.
I have solved the temporary log jam of how to move Captain Forrester along by moving him & his colony to the mountains -- where, of course, they encounter the Pipke spiders. This actually makes a lot of sense, because in "First Battle of Morn" this is where the Teachers hang out, experiment, rule, & eat people. It's where TA is located -- which again ties in because this is where the whole thing gets started with Brandon Dobbs & his mind control devices.  I know that I have to hit the book stores and market myself -- but that's tough.  I COULD do it today, but people are coming to look at the house for a summer rental.  At least, that's my excuse.

It's really quite horribly depressing to realize that no one is looking at my sites or Ambassador Grizzlob's blog and I only have three followers on Twitter - 2 of which don't count because 1 is Blair & the other is Charlie & the only reason Charlie is there is because I signed him up but he truly doesn't have a clue as to how to use Twitter.  I know that I must not despair.  I must keep writing. However, I also need to push myself harder re Marketing.  This means go to the bookstores in person and don't take "no" for an answer. Go to the local press & don't take "no" re some sort of interview. The thought of all this assertive behavior fills me with dread.  Of course to be assertive, one has to really BE ASSERTIVE.  I can't do this half way. If anyone scratches below the surface, they will quickly realize that I am not the least bit assertive - in fact, I am a bit of a loner and really don't get any satisfaction out of convincing people to do or to think any way they would rather not.... Unless it's for some terribly good cause like animals or hungry children. Then I can become quite impassioned.

I have been under the weather with a bad cough. However, since the cough is taking forever to go away, I refuse to use it as an excuse not to work. I'm behind in my work on MTB. In fact, I'm behind in just about everything.  However, I've decided to add an astrological aspect to my Morn site. After all, Morn would have their own calendar & their own beliefs. It does become difficult translating it into an Earth calendar when the Morn year is 350 days and each day is 25 hours. a bit of a puzzzle. However, once done, I can post daily horoscopes on the Mornworld site.

It is hard to keep motivated when I get so little feedback.  I sometimes feel that no one will ever read my writing. How do I lure people to my sites?  Standard advice is give your reader a "how to".  However, since my world is a fantasy one, "How to Attract Love in Morn" is not an easy sell.  However, I guess I could design a somewhat convoluted Morn horoscope that could be added to daily & put it on the Mornworld site. People do seem to be obsessed with horoscopes & happy to read astral, chinese, numerology etc.  Might be a thought. 
Since absolutely no one has clicked on the Morn Journals site in 2 days, I'm not going to worry about that one.

My son feels that in my Twitter bio, I ought to explain that Ambassador Grizzlob is a fictional character so that people will not think I am insane. However, if anyone took Ambassador Grizzlob seriously, I would highly doubt THEIR sanity. 

However, since hardly anyone reads the Ambassador's blog or follows him on Twitter, the question of anyone's sanity becomes irrelevant.  Somewhat depressing. 

All of a sudden, today, I'm getting a number of hits on the "Forrester Journal" website. This is odd as up to now, that website has languished far behind Morn or author site.  As of 8:26 tonight, no one is interested in me or Morn, but someone must be very interested in Captain Forrester.

When I was a child, I wrote out my stories using a pencil. It was labor intensive and rather messy as I was always erasing and I had terrible handwriting. I still have terrible handwriting.  Then came my first typewriter. It was one of those manual ones where you literally push the return from right to left and it gives a loud ding as you do so. I loved typing my stories. Now finally, others could read my stories without squinting.  However, re-writes were tedious because I would invariably end up typing and re-typing and re-typing the story as I moved things around and made changes. My first computer, a large clunky desk-top from a long dead brand "Kaypro" changed my life. Of course, I had to learn "Word Star" - which, once mastered, I loved.  For many years, my computers were all desktops.  The software changed, of course. However, the basic idea remained the same. I was chained to my desk.
Recently, I traded in my desktop for my first laptop (notebook) computer.  What a marvel!  Of course, I still prefer to work at my desk... but now, I can take my computer with my wherever I go and write at odd moments -- when I'm travelling, when I'm in the city... It makes one wonder, what will be the next advance? I just don't see how it can get much better than this!

Sometimes, writing & marketing blend quite well. Lizi & I have worked out a good blog for thehamptons.com  which blends the Hamptons with Morn. Of course, it's utterly absurd but quite good fun. I have decided that Amazon is similar to an Orwellian 1984 type govenment -- all pervasive, impersonall and impossible to deal with. However, a fact of life.

If I have a hard time remembering one hour change with daylight savings, I pity my characters in MTB who really have no time sense whatsoever, and infact, due to time dilation, can't even know the exact year. I find myself somewhat depressed & hopeless that my sites are getting very few hits. However, having committed to being a writer, I need to forge on:

        Write 2 entries for Lizi's hamptons blog
        Comments for Grizzlob's blog
        Grizzlob's Twitter updates
        2 pages MTB
        Finish addressing postcard mailing
        Posters for  "first Battle of Morn"?
        Re-work mornjournals site. It's getting practically no hits. 

Why is it when one is faced with enormous amounts of work, one tends to put everything off? This morning, having risen quite early, what did I do? I promptly read Jane Eyre cover to cover. Then, I searched the internet for ornamental grass seed.  Finally, I settled down & wrote a blog entry for Ambassador Grizzlob - which might be read by one or two people. I also wrote a Twitter entry for the ambassador which will be read by no one.  This afternoon, I will continue to work on Morn: The Beginning. Fighting with Amazon to get the "Publishers Weekly" review of The First Battle of Morn removed is an exercise in self-torture as there are obviously no human beings at that company.

The writing on the book has slowed down because now I really am in new territory. A new planet, social problems, the clones. There's just a lot going on.

I am depressed today.  I have been fighting with Amazon -- if you can call a series of e-mails, fights. There are no real people at amazon.  They cannot seem to understand that it does not help to sell the book to feature the WORSE review that I have ever received first. Husband and family reassure me that nobody reads the reviews below the products, but I know that I always do. Sarah feels that I am spending too much time marketing and not enough time writing the new book. I know that she right, but I feel trapped. Now I must create something for Lizi's onine column, but I'm not entirely sure what she wants. I'm not sure she knows what she wants. I have to do it of course, for the exposure. I feel very alone and inadequate. I want this to work. I want Morn to become as real to everyone else as it is to me. Depression is hard to deal with because it saps me of the stregnth to keep on fighting. It also makes the world seem so dark.