I’m going to be an indie author

Image of the following typewritten text. Tuesday, April 30, 3019. Chicago, USA. 1954 Smith-Corona Silent-Super. Today I renewed my commitment to becoming an indie author and banged out more than 3,000 words. That might sound like a lot, but I need to become lots more productive if there's any hope of developing this into a source of income. The past week, in fact, I've started treating my freelance work as just that: work. I have a space set aside to work and I spend close to eight hours a day working there. I'm also planning on posting at least one item daily on my blog — either a standard electronic post or a typecast like this one. In fact, maybe I'll start my day with the blog as a kind of warmup exercise. In addition to sharing professional information, I'm also going to include some personal observations about life, the universe, and everything. I'm unlike to include much about politics because I've long held the opinion that political opinions are like assholes: Everybody has one and they all stink.

[As usual, this typecast is not corrected for typos.]