I know I'm supposed to write something encouraging or informative, But, ugh. I'm so not feeling it. Life is complicated and too busy right now, and it's sucking all my creative/emotional energy. And as much as I love my WIP, it feels like a nagging wife. (I once had a writing prof who compared short stories to love affairs and novels to marriage.) So my WIP is nagging me, "Take out the trash."
It's really trash that needs to be taken out because I'm in the midst of editing. Honestly, I need to change my mindset. When the real trash needs to be taken out, i.e. black banana peels are spilling onto the floor, I don't ask myself if I want to take out the trash. I just do it. And while I'm out there, I'll breathe the crisp air and marvel at the colored leaves. I need to remind myself that editing is the same. I have to remind myself how much I love what I do, that when I get into the text, I'll have fun. Yes, it'll be hard work, but anything worth doing is hard.
So, I'm pouring myself a cup a coffee. A large cup. And I'm trying to decide where to steal my writing time. From kitchen cleaning or laundry washing? More likely the kitchen. People in my house get cranky when they don't have clothes.
Because being Indie doesn't have to mean going it alone.
JOIN US FOR INDIE LIFE!