. . . even when we don’t want to do it. This week is one of those times. I’m tired of working. I’m out of the mood, I’m burned out, I’m over it. I want to stop. I’ve worked hard most of the last few months, even at the lake–something I really try to avoid doing. But, I have deadlines and lovely clients who pay me to get their project done. So, I’ll keep at it.
Most of all, right now, I want to write and when I’m on a tight deadline or have several projects going, that’s hard to do. I edit all day, taking one or two quick breaks for lunch and maybe a fast jaunt on the treadmill. I have supper with Husband and then come back to my office to keep working. By the time my eyes are so bleary I can no longer see, it’s too late to write. I go to bed, get a few hours’ sleep, and start all over again.
I think the answer to that is probably, no. The highly successful, very well-paid novelist is a rare bird. Most of the published romance novelists I know have day jobs, so I know that I’m not alone. But sometimes, it depresses me when I have to set my writing aside for a few days to earn a living, and it’s been more than just a few days since I’ve written a word. Poor Nan! It’s a sad, sad tale, isn’t it?
Well, this project is almost finished, the next one isn’t due for another few days, so I can write again soon. Plus, in less than a month, Liz and I will be on our way to the 2016 Michigan writing trip--another very good thing! In the meantime, I’m making notes and recording thoughts on my phone as I think about how I want my newest story to progress, plus, I’m taking time out to whine right now! All in all, I’m very lucky . . . and I do know it. Honest!