I'm going to need more money. I think that the plan is solid from a conceptual level, but the realities are setting in.
I've entered into an agreement with my family to fund the parts of the project I can't.
I don't like the idea of taking something ... anything ... from anyone. And taking it from family is something else.
Sad? Weak?
Shit...I don't know...
But I'm doing it anyway.
In my mind, though, there are two certainties:
1) Regardless of how the project succeeds (or doesn't), I'm on the hook to repay whatever money I borrow.
2) But Denver Nights can't just be about the money. I have to make the book, the contest, and everything else about it, as engaging, compelling, and most of all, entertaining, as I possible can.
In reality, I could probably cobble together a manuscript, slap it online for sale, and rely on the contest for sales.
But no...anyone who buys a copy is supporting me. Helping me. And these days...even a few dollars are precious.
So fuck that.
I have to make this good. As best I can, anyway.
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