Monday, August 14, 2017

Frustrating weekend

We had a great afternoon yesterday when we went to a friend's house for a little wine and cheese party. Drank wonderful wine, had some snacks, including a low fat cheese dip I made. Then a  friend from out of town came over and we bbqed chicken outside.

But it is frustrating for me because I had four days off and I only was able to write 5,000 words all weekend. Thursday I had errands. Because I worked such long hours M-W, I could not get anything done until then. It's the pattern - work and go home and eat and collapse.

So thursday, the day I started a new diet, I went to Best Buy to get a new tape recorder to dictate story notes and scenes to input into Dragon, which helps. I also bought a new journal for scheduling, and did some other catching up stuff. No writing. Author stuff like sending out a newsletter, etc. Trying to get my lousy book sales to rise a little.

Friday, forget it. Poor Holly was sick with a painful tummy, so at 8 a.m. I was at the ER with her. Got her home at 2 - 2:30. Day was shot, as I was trying to get her to eat, relax, etc. worried about her. No writing.

Saturday was better. DH was at the train park, so I had breakfast with a good friend at Denny's - egg whites and grape tomatoes and whole wheat toast and fruit. Got home around 10:30 and started working. Worked on and off, but only wrote 2,500 words. Then we went out to eat.

Sunday, breakfast in Lake Worth, Kmart to buy a lock and key for a locker for the new fitness center I plan to join, and then home. Then to publix for shopping. Made a low fat cheese dip for yesterdays party, then fed the doggies. Trying to feed Holly 4x a day to go easier on her tummy.

Finally got to writing in the afternoon, wrote 1500 words.

So I'm at 10,000 words on Kieran's story, which isn't bad except I had wanted to be at 15,000 at least. I need to get most of this finished by this month's end bc next month I HAVE to start back with the HQ story.

Sigh.

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

New book

I've gone back to my "roots," so to speak, and started another Werewolves book, this time with a jaguar shifter, but the heroine is a wolf. I have 5,000 words already, which is terrific. It will be even more terrific when I can get up to 20,000 words by next week.

I set aside the Tia books because I need to write something that at least will sell, even if it's only a few hundred copies. thus, this book.

Hoping this goes well!

Monday, August 7, 2017

August already... wow

I've slowed down. Don't know what happened, but all the sudden I've been exhausted. Could be partly due to RWA late July. That conference is terrific, but always tires me out and then I come home, unpack, do laundry and boom! Back to the day job. Plus last week on my days off I had personal stuff to attend to, so the writing suffered.

I'm returning to another wolf book because I have the sinking feeling that the Tia books are gonna tank, waste of time and money and these days, I hate wasting both. I have only 10,000 words left on the puppy peril book, but I set it aside yesterday to work on the Mating book, which will introduce a new series. See, I have a small but very loyal group of core readers and those are the ones I know will buy my books. Tia has no readers. She "may" gain some from the boxed set, but it's a gamble.

It's a damn frustrating business these days. I remember well back in 2014 when all I had to do was release a book, put it on FB and I'd get lots of sales and make lovely money. It's why I was able to go PT at the day job. But even with the loss of income, I have no regrets about the PT at the day job because my health was suffering.

Today is Monday, and I have worked all day and I'm too tired to go home and write. Maybe if I got more than 4 hours of sleep each night, continuously, it would help.

Tomorrow is another day, as Scarlett always said. Hopefully tomorrow I will write!

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Writing, writing

So, I decided on July 8 that I needed to write a short story, well, Tia did, that would expand on PL1 so I could have another book to sell.

I started it July 8 and finished this past Sunday. 19,500 words in ONE WEEK.

I am still wiped out.

The focus returns to PP, which has about 25,000 words. Goal is to reach 40,000. I am hoping to get to 30,000 by this weekend.

RWA is next week, so it's last minute stuff, trying to get ready. This weekend DH was running trains, so it was my butt in seat writing weekend. But I also went shopping for conference clothes, always a challenge when you've gained weight. I haven't been to RWA since 2014, so there's some extra pounds there. Urk.

I got some nice dresses, and I'm all set. Ordered bookmarks for Tia, hopefully those will be in by Tuesday when I leave. I'm leaving at night and driving to Melbourne to spend the night so I can cut back on my drive time Wed. Mostly everyone is getting in on Tuesday, but I have to work. Have to earn money to pay bills!

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Stuff

I have two weeks until RWA. Of course I decided, last minute, to write another Tia short story so that Tia will have two releases almost back to back, to build momentum, since the first story will be exclusive to the boxed set for a full six months.

And here I go! I have 5,000 words so far and I can't make progress on Chandler's story until I finish PL2. I do have a cover, at least.

I'm dining with my editor and the other HRS authors on Wed. at RWA, and then we are meeting solo on Thursday. I'll have to come up with a proposal to pitch her.

I've also decided to drive to Melbourne to cut down on my driving time on Wed. Stay at a hotel that Tues night and then continue on in the am. Beats driving 3-4 hours on WEd.

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Working thru the panic

By writing steadily. I started with 15,000 words on Thursday, my "day off" from the day job. Thursday and Friday are my writing days.

Today is Sunday and so far I have written 8,000 words. Only 2,000 yesterday because I was tired and burned out and stuck. So I'm up to 23,000 words on this 40,000 word story. Not bad.


Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Panic

IN a real funk and panic about RWA. Almost tempted not to go. Pressure, pressure. Not just the pressure of whatdoidowithmycareer but the pressure of idon'thavemanyfriendsthereandnoonetohangwithandtherewillbelotsofpeoplethere.

I'm trying to write a book in a new genre, which is going well when I can write. But the pressure I feel...zowers.

like I told a friend at work today, I feel like a Conestoga  wagon  on the Autobahn. Everyone is zipping by in their sports cars and I'm a few hundred years, and miles, behind them.