When I passed by my site today and saw the blaring truth--that I hadn't written or, in the very least, said hello since June--I gasped aloud. Then, admittedly went to Facebook and scrolled through a few of my fave author's pages. Checked email. Made sure my kid wasn't into something irreversibly dangerous. And, finally, I came back, because... you know... a writer should write on his or her author page, right?
I must admit: writing's proved difficult for me as of late. And, really, it's not so much the lack of time anymore. I'm perfectly capable of rising early every morning, pouring a cup of coffee, lighting a candle, slathering my hands with lavender-scented lotion, and jumping in where I last left off. Nothing's stopping me.
Problem is I'm project-hopping. Contemporary-historical-contemporary-historical. Back and forth, back and forth. Get bored with one, flip to the other. Get bored with that one? Well. You get the idea. When I look back at my published works, I think, "Wow. I managed to maintain focus on those sole projects, one at a time, until they were finished, edited, and published."
So, what's going on now that's so different?
I've had a kid since then. Changed day-job professions. Twice. No excuse for someone who still hangs on to the dream that writing's what she'll do for a living someday, dog-gone-it.
Anyone else find it hard to stick with one project? To see it all the way through, without cheating with another story? If you've got tips for staying on track, share 'em!
Peace, Love, and Junior Mints,