Excuse me, but I need to use a lifeline. Then again, I might not have one left. Let's just say, there's a reason why I over think things. I like to consider myself a planner. I'm organized (usually) and I like to know exactly how I'm going to handle something. I've never been one to leap without looking. Impulsive Barbie is NOT a good thing.
Case in point: me going back to school. GREAT idea in theory. I pumped myself up about it. I can do it! The kids are more self-sufficient, I can make it work around their schedules and working the day job, yeah...gooooo Barbie! You're never to old to keep learning, way to go, advance that job!
I AM too old! And while my kids are pretty self-sufficient, I'm missing the down time with them. And why is that? Because I have NO down time!!!!!!!! My nose is stuck behind a book (classroom text book, not even a book from one of my peeps!) 7 days a week, for hours at a time! I have had a paper due every week for the last 4 weeks, not to mention a huge group project due next week, and a paper for the other class I'm taking due as well. We are talking 4-6 chapters a week, and that is just 1 class. Chapters for the other are smaller, but they are more intense and require extreme focus on my part.
So what has happened to my professional writing? It has come to a screeching halt, that's what! Not only am I ready to poke my eyes our from all of the reading, but I'm going to freak out over the projects I want to get done that I can't seem to get to - not even on the weekends. IN-Sane, I tell you! I've missed my blog day at LEAST 3 times since classes started, I'm chewing my cuticles like crazy from all of the stress and somehow I missed national margarita day! I've come up with some fantastic anthology ideas that I need to get working on and I'm getting some positive vibes from a cozy submission that I'm hoping turns into something great.
Lots of writing to be done, and unfortunately by the end of the day I've got nothing left. Ugh. And as much as I told myself not to, I'm freaking out over everything. I'm trying to set deadlines for myself, think ahead about promotion for the soon to be released e-book, and find time to write.
What's that old saying? You can't teach an old dog new tricks. Yup, that would be me. I thought taking classes would be more of a brain cell issue (you know, they haven't been exercised except for writing romance, not to mention the vineyards of wine I've drank!) The brains are holding up decently well. It's the nerves and timing that are floundering! I will be the first to admit, I can't keep up. I can't stay up until 11PM or later reading, and then til 12AM or later writing papers!
Can anyone say "burn out"?
Right now I need to be that little engine that could and make it up the obnoxiously big hill to May 7th. But until then, throw me a bouey and let me bob around awhile with the occasional margarita. I'm hoping to have some cozy mystery news to share in the very near future.
Have a wonderful and safe weekend M&M'ers!!!