I hate relying on others. Let me get that out there, and say it firmly.
I hate relying on others. Especially for writing.
Why? Oh, I could exhaust you with a list of reasons, and I will in a moment, but it all boils down to inconvenience. See, here are some of the many reasons that other people are impossible to rely on. Warning: They overlap.
1. People are selfish. When I ask them to spend time reading or helping me with artwork for hours on end, with no compensation whatsoever, they ought to jump for joy at the prospect of working on my project! But no, they shuffle their feet a bit and avoid the question, clearly wishing I would retract it. They want to spend that effort on themselves for some reason. The vanity is overwhelming.
2. People are different. Not everyone shares my perfect vision for my book. I recieve an astounding amount of critisizm from these people. I can hardly blame them for not knowing perfection when they see it, as they are flawed beings, unlike me. Nevertheless, this lack of appreciation for perfection goes on the list.
3. People would rather read finished works. Never mind that what I offer them is a story that no person has heard before. Sure, they might agree to read it out of some facade of helpfulness they are trying to keep up. Yet, four weeks later, they have read another four ‘Potty Harry’ books or some such and haven’t touched my superior manuscript. I cannot even fathom the logic here.
4. People have lives, lives that do not center aroud my book. This is the worst offense of all. My stories are better than reality. They are more interesting, exciting, and well-designed. (Sorry, God. Next time add more dragons.) These people that prefer their lives to spending all of their time helping me with my work clearly only do it out of spite. What other reason could they have?
That’s enough reasons. I have wasted enough time venting about these selfish people that are (unfortunately) not clones of me. To deal with them (and I must do so, for I cannot design book covers or negotiate book deals) I must have some combination of money or patience.
Money and patience. I have to waste my precious time and earnings on these people, simply because of their own flaws? Unacceptable!
How will I ever overcome this dilemma?
Editor’s note: The above may have contained sarcasm.