I started today with a pretty typical to-do list. I had story research to do, an interview, some bookkeeping and a story to write. And, of course, I had to keep up with my daily blogging. Just as I was about to transition from bookkeeping to story research, I thought, “Hey, I should check the tracking number on my books to make sure they’re on track to arrive on Friday.”
Until yesterday, I had nothing but positive things to say about Kickstarter. I spent a month luring all my friends, family and acquaintances there to support my book. I happily watched the company take 5% of their donations, because – hello – I don’t know how the internet works well enough to capture that other 95% anyway. But despite how deeply indebted to Kickstarter I felt two days ago, I am now ashamed to be associated with them in any way. I feel disgusting to have used and promoted their services.
What day is it? What month? After the 30 days of the intense Kickstarter campaign, time seems to have changed speeds. Whereas every day in February felt like a lengthy and dramatic event in and of itself, I’m finally back to moving through time at a normal clip, and even stopping to do things like cook dinner and go to the dog park.