I had such good intentions at the beginning of summer. I really did. But they all went to Hell in a handbasket in no time. Here’s the sad story. The summer started out at the end of May when I spent a week with my Bunko buddies in Key Largo. We do this every year and we had a blast, as usual.
Somehow, I managed to get through June without too much drama and I did get a little writing done. Then July came along and the proverbial fecal matter hit the fan. BEEF STOLEN-OFF released July 3rd, and although I didn’t do as big a promotion tour as I did with LIVER LET DIE, there were a lot of blogs to write and time spent marketing the new book. Did I mention my 3 sisters and 3 nieces came for a visit the day before BSO released? They were here for a week, and although we also had a blast (I have the most fun family ever.) I went nonstop.
After the sisters left, I had a week’s reprieve for more marketing before we left on a week’s family vacation at Canyon Lake. That was also a blast, but it was so activity-filled that I felt like I needed a vacation when we got back.
But Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo. I had another week’s reprieve but I spent it trying to catch up with everything. Then I got my two granddaughters (ages 1 and 3) while their parents sail off to the British Virgin Islands. As of today, we are in Day 4 of a 10 day babysitting gig and we’re surviving. Actually, the girls are so much fun to be around, but like all kids their age, they require your undivided attention. When they go to sleep at 8ish, we fall into bed ourselves.
I have pretty much declared the entire summer as a no-writing time since I am one of those authors who need total concentration. I wish I could sit down for thirty minutes at a time and write, but I’m not. I decided that a long time ago and I don’t torture myself trying to change my writing ways just because someone else can do it that way.
So, this summer has flown by, leaving me exhausted, happy and WAY behind on my deadline for CHICKEN CACCHIA-KILLER. And you know what? I’m okay with that. If I need a deadline extension, so be it. When the girls go home next Sunday, I will put the pedal to the metal and get as much done as I can before I run off to Italy for a writer’s conference where I will be rubbing noses with European publishers and writers. (That's 5 cliches if you're counting!!)
And oh yeah, our house is on the market, so I have to keep it clean every day!
Hello. I’m Liz and I have a new attitude. What about you? How’s your summer going?