I’ve had 3 reps since I first contracted with a publisher. They are being very patient. I’m still here, juggling chainsaws and eggs, and yes, still working, but no, I haven’t crawled into my bed with the covers over my head. Just because this blog looks dormant doesn’t mean I’m not doing something. This blog is a placeholder. I write anywhere from 500-3000 words a day. Every. Single. Day. Some of them are public. Some of them are not. Once in awhile I do 5000 and then come up for air feeling very disoriented.
I had a plan a couple of years ago. It was a good plan. Great big stuff happened all around me, blowing up my 3, 6, and 12 month work schedule. I revamped, salvaged like a madman, and spent a crazy year recreating even though stuff continued to blow up all around me on a regular basis. I can complain about it, or I can roll with it and accept that this is my life and that’s how my stuff gets done, on the run in between the kinds of interruptions that would drive someone like Stephen King insane. Honestly, I’d like to see anyone be prolific and successful under my roof, but I’m rooting for moi in particular.
There is a book by Erma Bombeck called If Life is a Bowl of Cherries, What Am I Doing in the Pits? I love her. She was very different from Stephen King. I doubt he ever produced a book with a manual typewriter on a card table in a corner of his kitchen full of dishes and kids. I don’t have an office, I don’t have hours I can block off without interruptions, and I certainly don’t have anyone to talk to in real life about the ups and downs of wrestling a pile of books out of one’s head when they’re all trying to come out at once while both my daughters are having babies. So I resort to other authors for therapy for the “unspeakable horrors of the literary life”, like Unstrung Harp, Or, Mr. Earbrass Writes a Novel by Edward Gorey.
My ADHD husband is being exceptionally patient with this process, and if he can be this patient, so can my publisher. If this runs on for ten years or something, yes, then I’m as bad as Larry from Throw Momma From the Train, but we’re not there yet and I don’t have any sign of writer’s block.
I’ve thought about shutting off my public content for awhile, including a vacation from twitter, but I remember what I was like before I found twitter and started up my public writing again, and I don’t see good things coming of that. I don’t see marketable content coming out of me shutting myself off from the world. If anything, all that will do is quickly kill the web presence I’ve worked so hard to reestablish. After some thought, I decided that family takes priority the rest of December and I’m going to enjoy the holidays, especially as so many in the recent past have been very difficult. I’m going to enjoy being public and sharing my life with my friends and family.
January will be a different story. I’m very tired of this dragging on and want this current project ~done~. I’ve also started plans on the next project. I’m ready to move along and start really having fun with all this stuff that’s in my head. I’m crossing all my phalanges that moving forward will continue to grow easier, as it has over the last couple of months. As I finalize the initial push onto a new track in my life, this blog will become my touch base for product. In the meantime, happy holidays!