Okay, so Lillian has inspired me. Inspired me to fess up. I’ve been…procrastinating. And not just with my blogging (wince, sorry it has been awhile) Not with writing in general, I always seem to be writing or editing something. But I’ve been procrastinating with the book I’m going to sub to NY.
I really need to get this single title done. But for some reason I can’t seem to do it. I find other little projects to keep me occupied. I wrote a second Valentine’s Day book for Forbidden Publications, that only needed to be 5k, and I turned it into a 13k book. I mean what the heck? And now that I have a wide open horizon, I know I should jump back to the single title–which was my original plan. Instead, my mind starts drifting…hmm, maybe I should write a follow up to Silk Hauntings, tell Gavin’s brother’s story (which I fully intend to do at some point.) But if I do that now, I’m just breaking a promise to myself to get this book done and polished.
I’m kind of in an epub groove. I’m happy here. I’m subbing to other epubs and have mostly had great success. There’s a comfort in that, knowing I made a niche. I can write the book without any pressure, and I’m really thinking I’m turning out some good work. Then I think about NY and how everything hinges on this book I’m writing now. And I’m starting to freak out. Like as my fingers fly across the keys, I’m at the same time thinking crap, this is crap. Quite possibly it’s not, my crit partners assure me it’s not. I’m just psyching myself out.
So… I need to bust through. Just write the best damn book I can (As Cherry says) and send it out. Right? Tell me I’m nuts and I just need to write!
Other than the writing front, I’m doing pretty good. Tomorrow is 3 weeks of being a vegetarian! I’ve been doing the gym for one week, and lost 2lbs. Though I ate terrible tonight (DAMN PMS!) But I won’t do it again, because I felt like crap for hours afterwards. And Seattle is supposed to have a major snow storm tonight! I’m so excited. Though it does mean no gym tomorrow, and being housebound. Ah well. Good times. 
