I turned Grave Touched in to my editor on Jan. 1st, and have been between projects since then. I wanted to work on something, anything, so I started thinking about what I could work on until my edits on GT hit. I decided to write a novella in the Reaper Girl universe and resurrect a languishing novel that needed a rewrite (but only on Sundays. It's a long story). I also wanted to start Fey Touched book 3, Ever Touched, sometime soon so there would hopefully not be three years between it and GT. With me so far?
There's been some years where, here on the blog, come January, I've talked about some grand plan I had for the new year.
I think the last one was the year I was going to finish all the books I've started and not gotten through. Do you know how many I read off my list? Not a one.
And one year I gathered a posse of other creative types and was going to check in on them all year, to make sure they were accomplishing what they wanted to get accomplished and give them encouragement along the way.
Which lasted til March.
I have a confession to make: I've lost my way as a writer.
It's been a struggle to write for several years now. I struggle a lot with motivation -- I set goals and miss them, I bribe myself, I procrastinate, I feel guilty, I beat myself up.
All of those things are normal for many writers, but if it's this much work to make myself write...something's very wrong. And when I do write, I struggle with editing and go around in circles and brainstorm fruitlessly until I beat the story into the ground.
It's not fun anymore.