I always have plans of what I want to do and goals I’m working towards, I don’t know why this time of year should be any different.
But a few of my plans involved the expectation of some major purchases happening this month. I don’t think I can count on that anymore, in fact I should probably hold off even on the incidental purchases. ::sigh:: Scent of Spring and Sails of Everwind are still on the docket, but I’m worried about what will happen with Black Flag without some hardware upgrades. Ah well. I already fell behind and caught back up once. I can do it again.
I’m also a bit baffled as to my overall direction writing-wise. The problem with working toward publication, is that so much is out of my control. It gets rather frustrating to be feeling like you’re pouring effort into a production that is going nowhere and not being able to think of anything else you can do to get it moving. I need to feel like I’m progressing, and just producing another book I’m proud of no longer gives me that emotional charge. I’ve done that multiple times. It doesn’t feel like forward motion anymore, it feels like treading water.
Unfortunately everything I have thought of so far as an alternate goal to that elusive book contract and subsequent career involves spending a great deal of time doing things that aren’t writing. Writing goals that, if pursued, will lead to you doing less writing just seem wrong somehow. Arrrrg! Maybe I should just concentrate on keeping Boyd supplied with reading material. He’s read Eyes of Infistar about ten times already, he could really use a new book to start thumbing to death.
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