Back at Starbucks (forgive me followers, for I have sinned)

I hate this place. I really, really do. On principle. Kind of like Wal Mart. But, Wal-Mart is just horrible. I think Starbucks would be better if they got rid of the cookie-cutter image and each individual store was allowed to reflect the personalities of their workers. Wouldn’t that be cool?

If I ran a Starbucks….never mind, if the BACARTIS was real (hopefully it will be one day), it’d be filled with the aroma of roasting coffee beans, music of the good variety would filter in through speakers, the tables would be useful (not just for ornamental purposes) the wifi would be strong, and artwork of every kind would practically drip from the walls. It would be warm and inviting for writers and readers. Not loud, but not quiet either.

As it stands right now, I’m blocking out the crappy music overhead with Fergie and Goon Rock. It WAS Principles of Accounting I thanks to YouTube and JCCC. Which is a college somewhere. And infinitely better at teaching online students than Park University.

Which is why I want to take a little bit of a break to warm my feet and talk to you guys.

Apologise, and beg your forgiveness, really. But talk.

What the Doctor said.
What the Doctor said.

I have to push Annie back.

Way back.

Please don’t hate me. Please let me explain.

I am admitting defeat. Faced with a ‘D’ in Accounting and two weeks left in the semester (thank God) I have to admit defeat. I have been stressed. And I mean collapsed in the shower in tears and dry sobs stressed out. Not because the class is hard. Accounting really isn’t difficult once you understand-and get the hang of-it.  The problem is, and has been for the last five weeks, I have been literally teaching myself how to do both statistics and accounting. Mum and dad have been the greatest gift this math stupid person could ask for, but they can only do so much. What I haven’t managed to teach myself, I have turned to YouTube. Fortuitously, there are teachers out there who actually give a damn and post videos (homemade or otherwise) that take the classes section by section and break them down into stupid.

It only looks innocent.
It only looks innocent.

Which is just wonderful for me. Except that I am working backward. I have to learn twelve chapters of Accounting in the matter of a week and a half, whilst doing my homework and learning more in statistics. Lucky for me, I don’t have to stretch as far in statistics, because the final exam is both open book and open note.  And I plan to make good use of those two facts. Accounting, however, is an entirely different story.

Closed notes. Closed book.

And me with only a rudimentary understanding of what the hell is going on.

I have a marvelous ability to pick up on things quickly, to jump in and figure everything out as I go along. Trial and error, baby. It’s what made me so good at waitressing/catering over in England. And what made me a passable Navy cop.

But not in college. There is a place for jumping right in without guidance. College is not it.

It's gonna be cold. I know it's gonna be cold....
It’s gonna be cold. I know it’s gonna be cold….

I could go on and on about the class and EXACTLY what I think of it and how it is absolute bullshit that the government (GI BILL) is wasting its money, but I won’t. Maybe later.

What I will tell you is that it’s bullshit that I have to teach myself a class. In college. If I wanted to teach myself something, it would be how to draw realistic portraiture, or how to do a push-up properly. One of the two things I want to learn. My sternum won’t allow the push-up. That’s not the point. The point is, I-via the government-am spending a lot of money on these classes and I am at a disadvantage.

And I’m getting a D. Which wouldn’t have been a big deal in high school but, in college, it is. And I fucking hate it. I haven’t gotten anything lower than a C previously. That was bad. A D is so much worse. Part of it is my fault because of a test. A good majority of the blame lies with my teacher.

To add insult to injury, I have absolutely NO time to edit. None. Nada. Zilch. Maybe a little here and there, but not enough that I can sit down and bang out three or four chapters and get myself caught up in enough time to send her out to beta readers with a buffer  to get her back and make necessary changes. Even if I extended her out until November, I wouldn’t have enough time. I’d be pushing out a half-assed product, and that isn’t fair. Not to me, not to Annie, and not to you guys.

So, I’m begging and pleading with you guys. Be patient with me. PLEASE be patient. Classes are almost over. And I’m switching colleges and majors. NaNoWriMo is coming up and with that a whole new book I get to talk about.

Annie will be edited and sent out and re-edited. And, if you guys can hold out until Valentine’s Day, I promise the wait will be worth it.


6 thoughts on “Back at Starbucks (forgive me followers, for I have sinned)

  1. I have always been good at accounting, but I have no money, so….

    Seriously, math and I never got along. Still don’t. But don’t hurt yourself and CERTAINLY don’t rush your work. I wrote The Biker in 28 days (NanoWriMo), and the sequel took eight months. I didn’t want it to take eight months, but sometimes you don’t get a choice.

    There is still lots and lots of time, my friend. 😉

    1. Thanks, Dan 🙂 I actually like Accounting, too. It can be a lot of fun, once you understand it. The problem comes from having a hands off teacher and a book that doesn’t explain anything for shit.

  2. Please don’t stress about Annie. She’ll wait for you. We’ll wait for you. Focus on what’s important right now. One step, one day at a time. What a lovely gift Annie will be for Valentine’s Day! Hang in there!

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