Rochester, NY
9:19 AM
Yesterday was a day of uncertainty. There is so much up in there in my life right now that it can stress me. “Where am I going to live? How am I going to bring in money? What have I just done? What is the point? Should I get a job? Should I write a book? Should I go shopping, it’s tax free? And on and on…”
I was in a crap mood most of the day. I was supposed to go out and see a lady friend last night. I cancelled it. I hadn’t seen her in a month and I cancelled. Weird. I ended up grilling with my dad, watching a movie from the 2003 PGA Championship (we were there), and then having a bonfire with my cousin Kyle.
Either the fire burned it out of me, sleep wiped the slate clean, or yesterday was yesterday. Today I have convinced myself I am supposed to write a book about the journey from where I was in Charlotte to where I am today. So that is what I’m going to do. Whatever happens happens. If I sell a copy great. If I sell a million copies, better. But the book will be for me, for my kids (if that happens), for my family, and for anyone else whose been reading this. I have done too much to not disseminate it to others. There are people out there that need to hear this. Emails tell me I have already affected some people’s values and thought process. That is great, but there is more to be done.
Anyway, I’m writing a book about this. It’s time to move forward with throwing my hat in the ring and saying I’m going at it no matter what. There are a lot of people that read this. I need your help. I was in sales. I have no knowledge of the book industry. If you know anyone in the publishing/writer agent arena, please let me know as soon as you can.
Thanks. andrew@iamontheroad.com
Wow, it’s already September.