well, par for the course of this wretched, horrible week...I had half of my blog post written when I "apparently" hit the wrong key and the whole darn thing disappeared!!!!! So tell me, WHAT is the point of blogger "saving" my draft every few minutes (I mean, it TELLS me at the bottom of the post the last time it saved) when I use the shortcut to produce the draft and it's B.L.A.N.K.!!!! ARE YOU KIDDING???????? Yes, I'm freaking out. But that's not the reason for the post.
I'm actually freaking out for a totally different reason. As I watch the people around me, finish and edit their stories, work on promotion and still keep up with the dog days of summer and family committments.....I look at my own crazy life (which I love, really) and wonder, HOW am I going to do this when my time finally comes????
I have so many "open" projects right now. Stories that need to get out. 2 are a pretty high priority, and 2 are older stories that I plan to self-pub whenever the planets align and all is right with my crazy world. And then there are the new ideas that taunt me when I least expect it. They want to be written too, but there is only one of me - and lately the brain is pretty fried by the end of the work day. so how am I going to get this stuff done???
I'm taking some time off next week to be the taxi for my children and their various sports camps, but I'm hoping I get in some good quality writing time. I need to because I'm not sure how else I can make a dent in it all. Maybe I can finish up one of the projects, but I certainly can't write an entire book!!
Again, as I sit here freaking out I KNOW when my time comes (no matter how much I freak out) I will do what needs to be done to get the job done. I may have a nervous breakdown in the process, but what better way to get quality writing time??? A private room in a hospital sure beats a rubber room in a looney bin!
This business is so hard to break into and even harder once you're there! Everything is so important. I mean, really, a trip to the looney bin could totally happen! I try not to think about it, but I have to be realistic with myself. I've wanted this ultimate goal for so long and I've been so close so many times, I really feel the prize is right around the corner. And then what??? Ugh, maybe I'm just having a midlife crisis? LOL.
What things make you freak out? And what do you do to get past them and back to normal?