So I promised you I’d post more…

…and then a month’s gone by with nothing! I’ve been filled to the brim with so much freelance work (on top of my full time job) that even my family is missing me. And writing?

• Dropped the ball on editing Commoner Days more than a week ago, can’t remember how long.
• Dropped the ball on my Holly Lisle course after second week.
• Didn’t even attempt NANO.
• Decided not to a $15 editing workshop that I should do.
•  Had a “writer’s crisis”

You know the kind, well, maybe, if you are a writer, then most likely, you do.

The whole “should I be doing this” crisis.

Do I want to be a novelist? Good LORD, it is a hard-core task of stick-to-it-ive-ness, not my strong suit, the likes of which I’ve never imagined.  And then editing, the whole thing about this being a YA book, and switching it to strengthen the mother-daughter conflict - a key element - from position of an teen-to-adult woman, well, geez, it had “throw in the towel” written all over it.

I thought: short stories?  But I don’t care for them much. There are some great ones, don’t get me wrong, but I’m all about character, and good characters with issues require a book because a short story is just a tease.  I don’t want to lose this; I lost my gift of poetry some years back for the 2nd time, and apparently 2 chances is all the Muses give ya.

What to do? Well, I consulted with a good writer friend and she told me that’s just how it is with writing, we all go through it.

Ugh. It’s a terribly painful career, but I suppose in some aspects, it has to be.  It’s the pain that makes us great writers.

Add to this that I’m reading “Wuthering Heights”, a painful wretch of a book in it’s…shocking portrayal of humanity at its most passionate, if passion encompasses all the negative attributes of human emotion.  (I did used to believe this, as a young woman. I was quite the nihilist in my day, hence I know every lyric to every single Smiths song…)

My sage friend recommended I write something else for a bit. I’m desiring to write a bit of non-fiction that requires some planning  and research, and it would coincided nicely as an ebook (or partial ebook) and a reconstruction of mom-blog.  I don’t know, but it sounds good to me.

Well, at any rate, the fiction is NOT off the table. It’s still my dream to be a novelist despite the dismal state of book marketing.  And believe it or not, somewhere in between reading “Heights” and watching that boring “New Moon” film tonight, there lies an anti-hero in development and a strong woman who can choose to take him down or give him her heart, with action and angst in the middle.  Hmmm…

Ok, so maybe what I need to get back to is “CHARACTER STUPID”, since that what draws me to write in the first place…

peace out, I’m going to sleep.

maybe…

To be continued.