One of my major projects for 2019 was moving all of my books under the same publishing umbrella. As in, the company would own the publishing accounts for the various retailers rather than have them under my personal e-mail addresses.
Why? Why the hell do all that work when I'm so behind in my writing?
Because my cancer diagnosis clashed with the common sense former probate attorney. The one who told her clients to be prepared before the worst can happen.
Now that GK is legally an adult, he could, in theory, take over the publishing aspect. In fact, we've had a couple of talks already about passive income and copyright.
GK: So let's say you live to eighty-four like Nana. The extra seventy years on a copyright doesn't kick in until then.
GK: I'd be over a hundred before it was done!
GK (with a gleam in his eye): How many books do you think you'll have published by the time you die?
Yeah, he's already doing the income calculations in his head. LOL
The point is I want to make the transition for DH and GK as seamless as possible should I die sooner rather than later. They know where my account list and passwords are. I just want to make it easier for them, and for me.
I'd planned on starting the process of consolidation during the fall dead time in publishing, but a badly behaving model forced me to start the process now.
That's not necessarily a bad time. I just need to pay close attention to my writing production and juggle the tasks as efficiently as I can.
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