This week has been demanding, and it had little to do with writing. I started a new job, one that is probably my biggest challenge. It will inherently alter my writing world.
In my lifetime, I’ve worn many hats. I’ve been a librarian, worked for an answering service, a locksmith, a horse trainer, and a receptionist in a law firm, to name a few. Now, I’m a unit secretary/monitor tech for a local hospital. My first two days on the floor had me wondering if I’d made the right choice. Twelve-hour shifts in a fast-paced environ was new to me. The daily work load is incredible. I now have a new respect for the men and women who work in hospitals. CNA’s to unit secretaries to nurses, and everyone in between, work together to care for the patients. These people are selfless, and practically tireless. I hope, one day, to measure up to their standards.
I quickly realized that after twelve hours, there was no energy left in me to work on my WIP’s. Thankfully, my shifts are set up with enough time off to devote to writing. Book signings will now have to either fall on a scheduled day off, or I’ll have to bow out. It’s a sacrifice, but sometimes you just have to prioritize.
Good news is I now have four finished covers for books waiting in the wings. Two of these books will be released soon. The other two need to be finished. I’m close to wrapping up one, then I’ll be devoting all my time on the other one. After that, I’ll be free to finish up book four of my Kindred series.
I’ve set goals and mentally stretched myself to reach them. I’m close. It’s a good feeling.
Until next week,