Schizophrenic’s Guide: Failure…

I, Daniel Trump, don’t always win.

I haven’t sold a million copies of my novels. People have downloaded my novels thirty thousand times, mostly free downloads. That’s not enough for me to support myself. I work as a writer, and it doesn’t pay for itself yet. I don’t know what will have to happen to make it as a paid writer. I’m waiting for the day when I can pay my own bills. I really want it to happen soon.

My favorite team is the Chicago Bears. They were the worst team in the league last year. They won three games and lost fourteen games. They are on a multi-year twelve game losing streak. I can barely fathom how bad they have gotten. They need to play better. They need to develop into a better team with a stronger offense and a much better defense. They need to defend against the pass better.

My dad is dying of Parkinson’s. He needs a walker or a cane to get around. He can’t go out on tennis court and teach students as easily as he used to. He can hardly walk. He has been a strong part of my life for forty-five years, and he is dying. I don’t know what I will do without him.

I lose almost every game of the strategy game that I play — Warhammer 40k. I play and play and play and never get much better. I played this last weekend and went 1–2. I barely won one game and got killed in the other two games. I didn’t play well. My list was bad. It needed a lot of work.

I’m publishing a new novel soon. It won’t sell a million copies. It won’t make me a millionaire. I have to live with that fact. The reality: I don’t know how to write a novel that people love. I need to write better.

I need to write a better quality of book.

Believe me — I’m working on it.

More soon.

Thanks, and take care, friends.