Funny thing about spending an inordinate amount of time thinking, just thinking, about a business, and how it is faring. It is something I have been dealing with for going on seven years now, and it never goes away, the nagging, always-present thinking about how things are going, how things might go. I can always tell anyone how much is in our checking account without looking; I know exactly how many books we have shipped through Ingram that month without looking. Think your own personal finances and extrapolate. Except there are more dependents, as it were. This week, it’s all, for the most part, fantasy, the thinking, because it all pegged to the future: three and four months from now, when we will be reckoning with drastically reduced payments from Ingram, our distributor, for the drastically reduced sales in March and April (and May? June?).
So that’s this morning, what went through my head—”August will be impossible.” But, about that funny thing, for most of this week, I was feel…
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