My short story output has remained high and I am doing better about getting stuff sent off for submissions. Primarily because I am so BAD at actually submitting my work, I actually spur myself on there to make sure I actually submit stuff every week or so. If that makes any sense. But I am a bit worried about my novel output. I don’t lack for ideas or for characters, worlds or even plots. But I’m not ‘closing’. I’m not doing the final draft, the final edits, the final, fatal submissions. I’m in danger of lapsing back into writing as a hobby, instead of as a passion or a career.
Well, they say the first step is acknowledging that you have a problem. The next is getting the frelling stuff done.
I mention this because I got bit by another novel bug and this one may bring a fever. An old, old screenplay idea I had came back and said, “Hey, you know what? I’d make a pretty darn good 50~60k word thriller novel’. And I said, “What? 50 to 60 thousand words? Why I can write that in a month, easily!” And then I realized what I was hearing myself say and that I was talking to myself and read myself the riot act. Because I have on half-finished novel from the Rainforest Writer’s Retreat, an editing pass of Smooth Running due before I can publish it on Amazon, another novel, The Mageborn Mechanic, that needs editing and submission AND the sequel to Angel Odyssey to write. Not to mention, fixing Angel Odyssey!
So what the heck am I doing?
Honestly, I have no idea. But when a writer’s subconscious says to do something, it’s best just to do it. Indulge it, if you can. It’s not like I have any real deadlines (i.e. paying) And if you ignore these sparks of creativity, sometimes they don’t come back. Seriously, if you get a great idea for a story and don’t write that story and you keep doing that, eventually…you stop getting great ideas for stories.
Anyway, long rambling blather to get to the fact that I’m going to take a couple days off this weekend and write all day long. It’ll be long, sweaty, exhausting work. I can’t wait to see what happens.