Lately I’ve felt like everyone needs a little more of me then I have time to give them. My friends seem to be having assorted crises, my son’s education and schooling needs my immediate attention, the line edits for my book, So Much For My Happy Ending, are due in the next few days and the third Sophie book needs to be done by the end of May. In addition to that there are articles and stories that I have agreed to write for various periodicals and anthologies and the due dates on those are coming up as well. And let’s not forget all the publicity stuff that I need to do for Passion, Betrayal and Killer Highlights. So I’ve had to figure out how to make it all work. Something needed to be sacrificed, but what? If my friends’ crises were of the I-don’t-fit-into-my-old-jeans variety then I could have easily told them that they were on their own. But unfortunately their problems are a little more serious and I can’t imagine not doing everything I can to help them out (the way they helped when things were rough for me). Obviously my son and his education can’t be neglected and the same goes for my career. But I’m homeschooling my son so if I need to spend 6+ hours a day writing what exactly is he supposed to do during that time?
Sleep. That’s what he does because the only thing that I can contentiously sacrifice is my own sleep so I’ve been writing in the middle of the night. Over the last few weeks I’ve been consuming enough coffee and caffeinated tea to keep both Columbia’s and India’s economy afloat.
This probably sounds like I’m whining but I’m not, not exactly. Yes, the writing deadlines stress me out but I’m still so excited about the fact that I can now make a living as a writer that I’m willing to take on the stresses that goes along with the career without a lot of bitterness. As for the stories and articles that I’ve been asked to write…well how cool is it that people are approaching me and offering to pay me for writing anything! It wasn’t that long ago that I was at home praying that some random agents would even bother to read the query letters I sent them.
So I’m not whining. Just rambling. If you’ve e-mailed me lately and I haven’t responded just bear with me. I will write back (after I’ve had another four cups of coffee).
So that’s my incoherent blog. I’m not unhappy or distraught, just very, very busy. Its times like these that make me wish that I had a cocaine addiction.
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