If I could line up all the little blips when I’m distracted by the TV or mindlessly surfing the Internet or checking to see if I’m going to get paid on that job this week, then it feels like it would be easier to find my time to play.
If I could wake up when I want and get straight to work, then it feels like it would be easier to find my time to play.
It’s hard to remember when my mind is constantly one place that there are things I could also be doing.
I am alive! It was a close thing, let me tell you.
And it’s not over.
But the terrifying thing on Monday did not kill me. This is the good news. The bad news is that the terrifying thing pointed out that maybe I cannot make writing a full-time gig this year.
There’s a certain amount of relief in saying that, you know?
My free time, of which I have a small amount, will now primarily be taken up by things that can bring income into my pockets. With the stress that’s been swirling around lately, that’s not writing. It could be, but it’s not right now. Maybe once I cool down a bit. When my mind clears.
(The saying that is plastered on my writing laptop, that waiting for inspiration to write is like standing at the airport waiting for a train tickles the back of my brain, a painful suggestion that maybe I should be trying to write anyway.)
In the meantime, I will be cleaning other people’s homes on a part-time basis. I will also be typing for money. I’ll get better at both with practice, as one does who is willing to learn. I hope it will be enough, and then I still get to see my family.
Ultimately, I remind myself that our family is generally healthy, and as long as we have each other, everything will be okay. It might suck, but it will be okay.
I have been spending the time between now and my last post figuring out what doesn’t work for me, both in my writing and in life.
I’ve been slowly reading The Power of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment by Eckhart Tolle, and enjoying it. I’m nearly finished.
I’ve been trying to get a meditation habit started. It works just fine on weekdays. I’ll take a shower and meditate after getting dressed but before going back downstairs. On the weekends it’s easy to skip, but I didn’t this morning. I didn’t do the full time, but I’m going to try again later.
I’ve not been able to wake at my preferred waking time in the mornings. Technically it’s not that I’ve not been able to, but that I simply haven’t. I was waking up at 5 a.m. for a while last year and I felt so incredibly productive. I believe I should probably reread the book that got me in the habit in the first place. That might help.
I’ve not been writing regularly, and I really don’t know why. I think I have ideas, and I think they’re good ones. I suspect it could be that I’m not doing my writing first thing in the morning, because by the time I get home, I am just so mentally exhausted.
Not an excuse, I know.
Valentines Day has come and gone, the Eagles won Super Bowl LII, and my father-in-law passed away just recently. Because of the distance and work obligations, I won’t be able to make it back for the funeral, and that is quite a disappointment.
That’s the full updates to share, I believe. I hope everyone is having a lovely February!
Greetings and salutations! I took a little break to work on some business planning, and somehow National Novel Writing Month snuck up on me.
I’m not quite up to speed yet, but the fact that I’m excited to see where this story will take me I think is a really good sign.
Other things that are happening include doctor appointments flu shots, plumber visits, writing events, and teenage dramatics. Pretty normal and to be expected, to be honest.
That’s all I have for today. The past two days of writing were slow (as you can see in my pretty new header image), but I hope to pick it up, as I have a meet-cute to write and a couple characters to torture.
It’s too bad that I discovered the Lifetime app with several (at least 10) seasons of Project Runway on it, because it’s been several seasons since I watched, and I love that show. So I’m letting it suck a lot of my time.
180 fiction words, 316 total words
But I made sure to get enough words last night to not make this my worst week ever.
I also made sure to get something published and off my plate so I could focus on the current work, and hopefully get the long fantasy that’s been hanging around since April off my plate before November. I think after I finish what I have started currently and get it up for sale, I’ll be in an okay place to really focus on November’s romances.
I actually got quite a bit done in the last week. I published two things. One was a collection of previously written stories, and I did that in ebook and print format, trying KDP’s Print service for the first time. The second was just a short story, but I published wide, hitting both Smashwords and Amazon. I think that’s going to be the best path for me going forward. I tried Kindle Unlimited, and I don’t feel good with the results.
Regarding KDP’s Print service, it went well for me, but I have a lot of practice with CreateSpace already. I wasn’t able to order a proof copy before putting the book up for sale, and that will be a huge detractor for people new to publishing. On my first two or three books, I had major issues with both interior and exterior files, and it took three proofs with the first, two with the second, and one on the third to get comfortable with my templates and margins.
So even though there weren’t a lot of words written, I did get a lot done. That helps me feel better about the numbers.
Starting my work week today feels weird. It will be very nice to have a three day week, but then next week will stink because it’ll be full. Oh well.
Yesterday’s experiment where I tried to quickly use KDP’s print book feature to publish the ebook I’d just done kind of failed. It wasn’t quick, and I ended up having to format everything like I usually do for print, which means lots of InDesign. I’m super grateful to have that tool at my disposal. Working without it would be a pain in the patootie.
94 fiction words, 351 total words
I also watched The Giver with Elder Youth, and Guardians of the Galaxy: Vol. 2 by myself. The second film made me laugh about as many times as I rolled my eyes, so while it was a success, I didn’t like it as much as the first film at all.
That’s all I have for now. I’m off to do some things I probably should have worked on much earlier than today. Bleh.
So I’m on vacation with a couple parents, a sister of a parent, youths, parents of a parent, and soon, the youth of a sister of a parent. We went down to the beach today at Junior Youth’s insistence and had fun. We collected a lot of broken shells, got our cropped pants thoroughly soaked, Junior Youth swam, and I took a boatload of photos.
It might be more appropriate to say I took a flock of photos.
<<insert cute picture here>>
I wrote a tiny bit last night.
38 fiction words, 211 total words
Mostly to say that I did. They weren’t great words, but meh.
It’s vacation. 🙂
Speaking of, I had a few minutes to write but now it’s time to move on to the next thing. Shoes, socks, and pain relief.
Yesterday at work I was rushing to get everything done. Yesterday at home I was finishing the things I hadn’t gotten done at work. After that I was trying to come up with good cover art for the short I have to publish and was failing, miserably. Since I’m going out of town I’d love to have that taken care of before, but it may not happen at this point.
Since I was failing at the cover art, I forgot to write until late. I added a few words onto the long fiction I’m stuck on, and called it a night.
106 fiction words, 369 total words
Today will be trying to get ready for a short weekend trip, and then when I get back I’ll do more getting ready to go back to work, so I need to prepare to write in small bursts at the start and end of my days, which is likely all the time I’ll be able to carve out.
Yesterday I finished a short story! Today I have to publish.
Tomorrow I go on vacation when the Youths arrive back from school, so I need to prepare for that this afternoon/evening, and do laundry tomorrow.
I got a new phone and a new phone number yesterday. I didn’t plan on it but it was necessary and now it’s done and I need to deal with the disorientation that has resulted in its purchase. (It’s really pretty, though.)
Two grandmothers of two different friends are experiencing serious health issues, and hugs are required.
Panera didn’t have my chocolate croissant last night, nor my soft dinner roll. They did have my preferred chips alternative, but not my preferred chocolate chip cookie alternative except in the bag of 12. Their policy is now something along the lines of “we’ll make it right”, so I got a bag of cookies for 99¢. Win!
I am a trusting individual bordering on gullible. Not that anything bad happened as a result of that – good actually – but I’m very close to gullible.
1,222 fiction words, 1,343 total words
Those words finished my favorite of the recent short stories I’ve written. I think the hardest part is in front of me now that I need to choose keywords for that story. Deciding on good keywords that will bring readers to my book and get them to put it in their cart is a skill. I envy those who find it comes easily to them. I can only hope that at some point I will have enough practice that I can stop complaining about it.
It’s October, and so it is that time of year when writing events move from Tuesday to Wednesday.
I wrote some good words yesterday. I thought I would finish the story last night, but that didn’t happen (stupid self-control…) and so I’m left with this morning, and perhaps an attempt at writing this evening.
Since I’m no longer in charge, I can be as anti-social as I please. This pleases me greatly in my current mindset.
1,385 fiction words, 1,605 total words
I need to make a dash to a warehouse store as well today, and I’m hoping they’ll have my veggie applesauce. Otherwise, I’ll need to make a stop at the other warehouse store, and spending money gives me anxiety lately. Bleh.