Adventures in Book Promotion Day 4: Pushing Through

I want to write.

It’s Christmas Eve and I’m at work. I don’t mind that at all, especially since I’m off at 3:30 and don’t work tomorrow. Plus, it allows me to write to you. Unfortunately unlike this blog, I can’t write my book at work. The zone is too powerful; I’d forget my responsibilities here and that could be catastrophic to my financial stability. I can make notes, which is nice, but when I’m ready to write the book itself… I don’t know how I will do it without a computer at home. (If only my hands weren’t aging faster than the rest of me, I could handwrite it…)

Sorry. Kinda melancholy today. Being tired will do that to you, I suppose.

There are so many steps to this plan, but many of them I can’t do until I have the capitol to do them, and others aren’t doable until the book is finished. Other steps, such as research and planning, I have been doing a lot of lately, but the biggest, the hardest, and the one that takes the longest… is writing the third book itself.

That one is VITAL. And I can’t do it.

I WANT to write, too. I do. But my Muse has been fickle lately and I don’t know how long she’ll stick around. I’m going to be honest here: today, I am afraid. Afraid I will never write this book. Afraid I will never actually make this plan — this DREAM — happen. Afraid and frustrated.

It is a hard day. A low day. But these, too, must be documented, so that I can look back and see that I pushed through them. So that others can see that as well.

Today, I am tired and afraid and frustrated. But today, I am still a writer nonetheless.

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2 Responses to “Adventures in Book Promotion Day 4: Pushing Through”

  1. FWIW, I wrote my first novel by sketching things out on lunch breaks and typing in the evenings. Hopefully you’ll figure out your own pattern. Maybe just keep a notebook handy to sketch out ideas when they come to you.

    • I wrote my first, handwriting in a journal when I wasn’t at school. Can’t do that anymore. Ahh, for free time, right? I think was I need the most is better and more sleep, though it always feels like a waste of time. I know it isn’t, but it feels that way nonetheless.

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