I know. I know. There are writers out there who say there is no such thing as block—that you just need to put your butt in the chair and write. To them, I say bullshit! It’s like having a migraine and someone tells you to get rid of the stress in your life or to take two Tylenols.
Please. Anyone who has ever had a migraine knows two Tylenols ain’t gonna do it! It leaves me wondering why people say stupid things like that. I confess I may have said a dumb thing every now and then, too.
But I am here to tell you that I am in serious writer’s block right now. And God help the person that tells me to put my butt in the chair!!
It’s not so much writer’s block as writer’s life. I have been so incredibly busy this month that I can’t even find the time to come up for air. You’ve heard the whining before, so I won’t even go into why I am so stressed. I just know that even when I do find a little time to write—and that happens very infrequently lately—the words won’t come or they suck.
I am in deep trouble here with a deadline looming, followed by another one 5 months later. It’s one of those “be careful what you ask for things.” My agent said she wants her writers to always love the actual act of writing.
I told her that ship had sailed for me. Ever since I got deadlines, I’ve felt pressured. And here’s why. It took me over ten years to write my first book, and in a little under two years, I’ve had to write 3 more with another two in the next 8 months. So what’s a girl to do?
I’ll tell you what. I made a promise to myself today first of all to quit whining. Sheesh! I’m beginning to sound like one of those people who tell you their whole unhealthy life story when you ask “How are you?”
I’m making a pledge today that I will write 25 pages a week until I finish the book with the deadline coming up. I know that doesn’t seen like much, but for me, it is. I am an OCD editor and can’t just keep on writing without editing.
I just got home from a week with my kids and grandkids, and although we had a blast, I was without wifi and inspiration the entire time. In the middle of the week I got the copy edits for MURDER FOR THE HALIBUT which will release January 1st and realized I hadn’t even debuted the cover yet. I wasn’t crazy about the cover for LIVER LET DIE, but I loved both BEEF STOLEN-OFF’s cover and this one. Berkley really did a good job. So—drum roll, please—here it is. Isn’t it gorgeous?
Fortunately for me, the edits are not too bad and will only take about a half a day. So tomorrow is the day for eating healthier and writing with more discipline. Anyone with me?? Tell me how you deal with pressure and block.
And just because I want to, here’s a picture of the family at Salt Lick. My SIL watches the food channel and he was dying to go here. The other picture is of three of my grandkids. Is it any wonder I haven’t written in a while with adorable faces like that wanting me to play with them?? Good thing I am not in Nana block!!