Apples to Apples
Now that my midterm projects are out of the way… *deep breath* I’ve noticed I’m getting hits on specific posts recently in a different pattern than my usual traffic flow. I checked my spam filters to see if it might be a bot, but I really didn’t find anything indicative of an algorithm gone awry so I chose to post a snippet referencing said posts getting traffic. I didn’t have time to put everything together trying to juggle my midterms, work and the kids but it was something. I’ve taken it down now that I have time to address the issue completely.
In July 2019 I released a revised edition of my memoir: Candy Apple Butterscotch. My youngest son got into my master file somehow and deleted several chapters. While I was working on putting the missing chapters back, I went ahead and made revisions throughout the entire text.
As I wrote May 21st, 2019: “One of the great perks to self publication is that I maintain complete control over the content of my books. This has proven to come in quite handy as I’ve discovered in recent months that I may have misjudged and inaccurately portrayed the character of Noah’s family. I did take the necessary steps to protect their true identities and maintain their privacy, but I still feel that I need to go back and reevaluate their portrayal. Most of their character I based on what Noah had told me during the course of our relationship. Like most everything else Noah told me I’ve discovered it was distorted and inaccurate. None the less, it was a mistake and I will take responsibility for it.
I don’t have a release date in mind yet as I’m working on several different projects, but I would like to have it done sooner rather than later. Hopefully by next year at the latest. Until then Mr. and Mrs. Crowther: I do apologize for my mistake. It was short sighted and irresponsible.“
While the majority of my writing is no longer attached to this blog, I do still have it. It’s on a different server, but I know better than to completely delete it. I knew I wrote about my revelation some time ago, but I couldn’t remember when until I found it yesterday. I referenced my error again in July 2019 when I started the revision process; then again after the new edition went live. A few old promotional posts lingered after the new edition was published, but I’ve sense gone back and cleaned them up.
I never took the time to form a relationship with Noah’s parents when I had the opportunity, and that door is closed now. A random ass apology and some editing isn’t going to change that. I’m aware, but that’s not why I chose to revise the book. I chose to revise the book because it’s the right thing to do. I made a mistake. If you make a mistake, you fix it. It’s not rocket science.