I have made a new discovery about myself since I’ve started writing regularly. I NEED to write, apparently, every day. When I’m at work and I don’t bring my notebook or flash drive, I end up mentally rearranging, rephrasing or rewording lines I’ve already written. I’m always trying to make my story line better.
For the past week, I’ve been on an enforced break from my books. My publisher told me to leave the first book alone. My friend told me to leave the second book alone too. How does my brain handle this inactive state? It plays scenes in my head like a movie. I woke up the other morning from a totally vivid color dream. Not only did I get all the dialogue, I got all the action too. All I have to do is write it down. I can’t afford to forget any of this, it’s a pivotal scene in my second book. I cheated. I wrote it down. I feel better now. I stashed the scene at the back of my manuscript and it will stay there until I’m ready to work on it again. It’s amazing how much satisfaction I derived from knowing I have that done. It will be ready when I am. It’s the little things.
But in all honesty, I AM trying to be productive without actually writing. I’m set for the EBB anniversary event next month. Yay me! And I started ordering small bits of swag and promo items. Again, it’s the little things.
The world of writing is a big one. I’m dragging myself out of my shell and comfort zones and joining groups. While not yet actively participating, I am lurking, sitting in a corner soaking up advice and knowledge. Don’t judge. It’s how I roll. 😉 I am scouting out Author events. Attending one by myself is scary, but I found one that appeals to me. I emailed one of the hosts for more information. We shall see how that pans out.
I’m making myself network with more people, always trying to promote myself and my book. It’s hard for me. I’ve always been that person in the background, diligently working. Things are slowly changing. It’s the little things.
Till next week …