It seems like forever since I’ve written a personal update here on the blog and the very act seems awkward. My inner editor is having a heyday telling me how lame everything sounds. And he’s right, it does. I spent the last twenty minutes writing random tidbits only to delete them. I mean, who wants to hear about yet another writer that can’t get their act together to keep working towards finishing a debut novel? Not me, that’s for sure.
But that is what has been happening. I’ve been avoiding working on my book because I know that when I start rewrites and revisions that it will be another 3-4 months or more of daily commitment that I’m not sure I can handle.
I’m not completely in the weeds – I did manage to sit down for a while last week and spend time writing out new scenes that attacked me while I was not actively working. I can’t tell you how frustrating it is to get those creative wheels turning and typing once again. It’s like the whole apparatus needs a good oiling and perhaps a nice bowl of chocolate chips.
For Summer, if I’m going to get anything done, I’ll have to come up with some brilliant ways to have the kiddos entertain themselves so I can find a few chunks of time to work when I’m not exhausted. Waiting for the end of the day when they are in bed hasn’t been working so well. It’s hard to write when you fall asleep at the keyboard.
Oh, by the way, my winning entry for the Hostage Hilarity flash fiction contest has been posted over at EmlynChand.com. Go check it out if you need a laugh.