Writing to Write


twilight sky

 

As Jane Austen famously said:

I am not at all in a humour for writing; I must write on till I am.

Having trouble getting into the groove here so I thought I’d warm up with a blog post. Maybe it’s the terrible weather we’ve been having. Almost every day for the last three weeks now has been totally foggy until late this afternoon when I got some photos of the late afternoon sky (above). I thought I was immune to the dreary weather here by now, but maybe it’s dragging me down after all. That’s the brightest sky we’ve seen in weeks.

I’m not making any resolutions for the new year, I’ve given up that idea entirely. For one thing, I never remember what they are. Even if I did I doubt I’d be able to keep them. My whole focus outside my soul-sucking job is my writing, and I have to be sterner with myself about taking the time to write, and not allowing myself to be distracted, magpie that I am.

I am revamping the vamp novel, Revenants Abroad, and hope to get it out there this year. I am seriously considering self-publishing, but have more to learn about the whole process. I’m at the point where I want to be done with this one and move on to either it’s sequel, or another story. Got a few hours left today so I’m off to try to do some work on RA.

8 thoughts on “Writing to Write

  1. I’ve run into the same problem lately, I think. I want to write in my blog but I can’t think of anything to base a good post on. And I feel like I’m going to just be “preachy” about something if I do.

    Hope I can manage to get something out soon.

    Glad to hear you are taking “Revenants” into your own hands…and as always I wish you luck with it.

    Have a good day, DD.

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    1. Isn’t it funny how sometimes we’re bursting with ideas and we can’t get them all written down fast enough, and then we have these fallow periods where nothing much comes up at all?

      Thanks for the good wishes, and I hope the dam breaks for you soon, too!

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  2. Weather can influence everything…it’s been so cold in New York…now we’re having a little respite but word on the street is that frost is coming back.

    There’s something comforting to know the person who penned Persuasion and Pride and Prejudice had moments when she was dry and empty and probably sat around gloomily eating sweets.

    Reminds me there are Oreos in the fridge.

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