bison ten year plan

BISON TEN YEAR PLAN

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note: nothing for sure, but I believe Walking Dead starts next month on Netflix.
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note: right now, The Road is on Netflix.
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note: if you have KU, check out "Richter Ten" by Rob Leininger.  The disaster doesn't happen until the last 10% of the book, and the thing last forever ( if you prefer shorter books ), but it is wonderful for a character driven story.  I really enjoyed it myself.
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Why isn’t it a Five Year Plan?  Negative connotations to communist regimes.   Also, ten years is when it will be obvious this plan must be implemented.  Okay, this year I’m fifty-one years old.  Hard to believe that I was barely over thirty when I finally got off my ass and started writing full time, every day, rather than my previous attempts which were undisciplined, sporadic and unprofessional ( I write on weekdays now and take the weekends off, whereas previously I wrote six or seven days a week.  As long as I meet my word quota I consider it all “writing every day” ).  As you all probably remember, I’m not overly fond of writing fiction.  I’m not all that great at it, but that is lack of practice.  I can quickly catch up on quality once I was doing it regularly.  I just prefer non-fiction.  In fiction, you are writing 99% entertainment with 1% education thrown in.  Writing non-fiction is the exact opposite.  Plus, fiction readers are a very demanding, fickle bunch.  They want a thousand page book, several times a year, and they want it to be perfect in every way.

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At least with non-fiction you just need to be accurate and minimize grammar blunders.  The information is the main prerequisite, not how well you are transported to another fantasy bubble ( despite my disdain, I’m exactly the same as every other demanding reader of novels ).  Writing a novel, you need to work ten times harder for far less reward or loyalty.  So, I prefer to NOT write fiction.  Life is too short to cater to a snarling rabid pack of never-satisfied ingrates.  That said, I find myself dissatisfied with my current situation.  I always seen to find something to babble about, but there is no longer a challenge in it.  Don’t get me wrong- I’ll NEVER stop writing as long as I’m healthy and my mind works reasonably well.  I can’t not write any longer.  It gives life a lot more meaning than sitting around picking my ass and indulging in yet more navel gazing.  This is THE hobby I’ve selected for my life.  So, I’m asking myself how I can mix this up a bit now.  How often can I convey my alarm and desperation to our predicament?  All I’m doing is repeating myself so that my warning will “stick” better.  I don’t mind that, per se.  I’ve always needed to repeat instructions multiple times to absorb and remember it.  And every time I repeatedly study the same material I add to my knowledge which in turn increases my analytic content pool.  But you also need new stimulation in life.  I can’t just be content with the same old content.  I need to learn something new every day.

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 And I need to challenge myself.  Now, add this to what shall transpire in ten years and a few months.  I turn 62.  I have always, all my adult life, been convinced Social Security would not be there for me.  When I was a teenager going through High School I read all the magazines and large newspapers of the day ( waiting in the school library for classes to start as I was on the early rural bus ).  I was well versed in the politics of the time.  This was the period the media ( back when it was socialist in bent rather than the fascism of today where the ONLY concern is profit for Mother Corporation ) was harping on how the poor Seniors of the time were eating cat food and were being abused and were indeed sad sack creatures.  So right about the time I started working, the withholding percentage was jacked up.  I took this personally.  Not only was I being screwed to placate the current retirees, I very soon thereafter learned ( after studying economics ) that I would never see a dime of that increased tax.

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And nothing I’ve learned since the early Eighties has changed my mind.  If anything, I became more and more convinced things were far worse than we all imagined.  If I actually see a Social Security payment ( and you can bet your ass I’ll be taking it.  I was screwed to pay the Oldsters, the Youngsters shall be screwed when it is my turn ) I will be incredibly shocked.  In fact, it will shake the very bedrock of my convictions.  My paradigm will be in danger.  And so I have decided that if indeed this impossible contingency comes to pass, I shall have to suffer.  I’m placing a bet right now that I am right and that I shall never see Social Security.  That I’m right the country has collapsed ( if they jack the age up past 62-yes, I’ll have to take a 30% cut to get the early retirement but I’ll be so crippled from my current job I can’t wait to 67-then I’ll still consider this a win on this wager.  To lose, I must be eligible for the same amount at the same age and actually start collecting it ). 

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And the bet is that if the system stays together after another ten years, I’ll do one of two things.  Write fiction, or turn my writing into for-profit.  Believe me, I don’t want to do either.  I hate writing fiction and I hate grubbing for enough money to replace my day job.  I’ll still do a good job, even if I don’t want to.  I’ve always strived to do better than the average, because I think that highly of myself.  Those other idiots suck, and I’m neither an idiot nor do I suck.  It isn’t to prove anything to other people, but to myself.  Everyone who matters isn’t going to be impressed anyway.  I could just collect my pension and tell the rest of you to piss off, but as I said, I can’t NOT write.  And there is little point in writing if nobody reads it.  But if I’m collecting Social Security that far down the Peak Oil road, I’ll be wrong about pretty much everything I’ve written previously.  So I’ll just accept that I might as well capitulate and join the masses either making money or pissing away a life in cheap and tawdry entertainment.

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Of course, I’ll be starting the transition now, prior to that.  Nothing happens instantly.  This will give me the challenge I am currently lacking, plus will be my insurance policy.  Having done all the prepping I can, I might as well start prepping for Business As Usual.  So, a for-profit publication and/or fiction writing.  I’ll be sharing these in a short time after things solidify plan-wise.  I’ve done both before, but half-assed.  This time I’ll put more effort into it.  More details soon.

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