Monday Blues?
Jun. 24th, 2013 09:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lydamorehouseI woke up this morning at 5:00 am to a very lovey cat. Ms. Ball, I think, was secretly a little annoyed with me. I'd thrown my arm over her and was probably drooling into her soft, shiny coat. But, being the kind of cat she is, rather than meow or scratch or bite or even just do that thing some cats do where they extend their claws JUST-SO to remind you that if you don't back off they have recourse, she rolled her body against me so joyfully that she woke me up.
I had a dog-walking gig early AM, so, instead of rolling over, I got up. For those of you just tuning in, my writing career is in such a slump right now that I've been supplimenting our income by helping out a friend of mine who runs Friendly Face Pet Services. Whenever she needs a break or extra help, I do a few doggie walks here and there. This way she can actually have the ocassional vacation and I get a little "folding money" as Shawn's dad would call a bit of cash. It's a perfect job for me in so many ways. I get outside with happy dogs who don't mind if I tell them all the stories that rattle around in my brain. It's also usually no more than a couple of hours at a time, so I have lots of time during the day to do all the things that I've gotten used to being able to do as well as squeeze in extra time for writing and Internetting.
But... I felt really... stalled when I woke up this morning.
I have a lot of writing related projects out there. My agent is still, as far as I know, shopping around the first few chapters and proposal for SAMURAI HIGH as well as my lawyer-in-space proposal/chapter. Another publisher expressed some interest in a YA that takes place on Mars, and I started that once--it got completely off course, so I restarted it again. Some friends and I are collaborating on a mutal promotion/support group, and, as part of that, I started a short story in someone else's world. I also went back to my Precinct 13 sequel and have the beginning of another short story I started for an erotica anthology.
On top of all that, if I get enough students enrolled, July should be a month of teaching at the Loft for me. I've got an on-line course for adults that starts in a couple of weeks and in-person classes for teens (including the one on writing fan fic.)
When I list it all out like that, it looks pretty good.
But, today I just feel driftless and I don't know why. Probably because none of these projects is lighting a fire under my ass. I feel like I have a lot of things I should be doing, but that none of them are... I'm not sure... right, exciting... under deadline? I don't know. It's a weird feeling.
I'm hoping to shake it by making a list and picking one thing to focus on during the time I have today between my various pet gigs.
Wish me luck!
I had a dog-walking gig early AM, so, instead of rolling over, I got up. For those of you just tuning in, my writing career is in such a slump right now that I've been supplimenting our income by helping out a friend of mine who runs Friendly Face Pet Services. Whenever she needs a break or extra help, I do a few doggie walks here and there. This way she can actually have the ocassional vacation and I get a little "folding money" as Shawn's dad would call a bit of cash. It's a perfect job for me in so many ways. I get outside with happy dogs who don't mind if I tell them all the stories that rattle around in my brain. It's also usually no more than a couple of hours at a time, so I have lots of time during the day to do all the things that I've gotten used to being able to do as well as squeeze in extra time for writing and Internetting.
But... I felt really... stalled when I woke up this morning.
I have a lot of writing related projects out there. My agent is still, as far as I know, shopping around the first few chapters and proposal for SAMURAI HIGH as well as my lawyer-in-space proposal/chapter. Another publisher expressed some interest in a YA that takes place on Mars, and I started that once--it got completely off course, so I restarted it again. Some friends and I are collaborating on a mutal promotion/support group, and, as part of that, I started a short story in someone else's world. I also went back to my Precinct 13 sequel and have the beginning of another short story I started for an erotica anthology.
On top of all that, if I get enough students enrolled, July should be a month of teaching at the Loft for me. I've got an on-line course for adults that starts in a couple of weeks and in-person classes for teens (including the one on writing fan fic.)
When I list it all out like that, it looks pretty good.
But, today I just feel driftless and I don't know why. Probably because none of these projects is lighting a fire under my ass. I feel like I have a lot of things I should be doing, but that none of them are... I'm not sure... right, exciting... under deadline? I don't know. It's a weird feeling.
I'm hoping to shake it by making a list and picking one thing to focus on during the time I have today between my various pet gigs.
Wish me luck!