trudging through middle mud
That’s how I feel right now on this section of the book. Maybe the sparkle and fun of finishing the first 20K words has worn off, maybe I want time to sleep in on my Xmas break from teaching, maybe I want (want?!) to clean my house in anticipation of having friends over for New Years…whatever the reason, I’ve become a true writer over this last week and a half from the standpoint of forcing myself to sit and write (BICHOK as my friend Steph says…butt in chair, hands on keyboard).
I even skipped the chapter on tax laws and crap like that that I have no interest in writing (good test strategy: do the stuff you know & like first then come back and do the other stuff). I’m slogging through “setting up your office” and “establishing relationships with vendors” to get to something fun like “creating your service manual” and “hiring employees”…
But this *is* the life of a writer–the heart of the true writer’s career. It isn’t about the glitz and glamour of booksignings (though I did lament with the girls today at the Serious Writer lunch that no one will probably ask me to autograph my business book….) or radio interviews, but those days when you *don’t* want to write and you have a deadline to meet. Nonwriters don’t get that part…they only see the completed book and imagine the enchanted fairy’s magic wand that produced it, not the sense of dread in the pit of the writer’s gut when she approached her laptop with only two valid sentences to type for 4 hours of work.
Ah, well. It’s keeping me writing, which is the whole idea….
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It's pretty simple, really. I'm a writer who loves writing about writing, and sharing all the tricks of the trade with other writers. And when I'm not writing, I'm thinking about writing. I have a hunch you know what I mean :)