April Fool's Post Review and Life Evaluation

Can't really tell anyone why I called this a "review" of April Fool's Day. Perhaps a review of life in generalm the second half of my title, is more appropriate. This definitely occurred yesterday in the form of an epiphany involving ice skates.

Is there any irony in having an epiphany on April Fool's Day?

Maybe. Maybe. After a completely crapped-out Friday regarding finances and immature stupidity from supposed adults, I had to re-assess. My conclusion of life in general came down to this: The earth will continue to rotate regardless whether I am here or not.

Let it be known this is nowhere near an admission of depression; "giving up" or some sort of suicide note (I'm too damn curious about the future to ever commit suicide). It's just a statement of fact. As such, I believe it is up to me to do whatever the hell I want to do regardless who it impedes.

I write what I write. My fiction is my fiction, no others. If it is liked, loved, loathed, it means nothing to me. These collective or singular decisions of those deciding to read my works cannot, to a large degree, be influenced by me.

My other work, as a marketing consultant with my new company, elfelibre? It also is me being me. Pretending to be someone else is not going to benefit anyone. I'll take this Popeye approach and apply it to how I can help media companies improve their bottom line. And yes, I can help. How? Simple. I'm damn good at it. I can see what happens when I leave ad work to others. Frankly, it's not pretty; strategically, legally or graphically.

I was told I was useless, did nothing and "skated" for the past few years. All I can say is I am still skating. I have my edges sharpened, honed to the point where uneven pond ice cannot deter me from cruising on it. And to the person who informed me of this perceived lack of value? You better strap your skates back on, you're slipping.