Well, as of yesterday I am back to work.
At the evil day job, that is.
Having eight days off in a row was wonderful, even if most of them were spent hacking up a lung, but it sure was hard to go back. It always seems like the longer I’m off the harder it is to back.
I need to remember that for writing, too, “the longer I’m off the harder it is to go back.” Maybe that’s the real wisdom behind the advice to “write every day” — if you skip one day, it’s easy to skip the next, and the next, and the next, and… And then it’s really hard to get started again.
I haven’t been writing much, but I have been plugging away at writing stuff, adding to my current Work in Progress. Maybe not every day, but just about, even if it’s just a few words.
And I also started something new.
(Well, kind of. I’m not sure where it’s going or even if I’m going to turn it into something, but I did start it. It’s based on a nightmare that a friend had, but I’m turning it into something… well, I have no idea where it’s going, but it is leaning toward being a light, fun piece with some… unusual characters. The current title is Paranormal Picnic but if I expand it into something longer it will need a new one — I’m pretty sure I can’t write an entire novel set at a picnic.)
I’ve not been doing so well at editing Onyx Sun, sadly. I really need to get back to focusing on that so that I can get it finished so I can focus on The Academy of the Accord.
Ah, yes, The Academy of the Accord. I had a major realization about it yesterday morning, and not a good one. I seem to have left two major plot points unresolved in Book Six. Part of me wants to go back and fix it now, but that would mean swapping out it and Book Seven, so I think I’ll wait until I finish the first round paper edits of Book Seven, then put Book Six back in the hot seat to try to fix those “oopsies.”
(But seriously, though, how could I have read something that many times and not have realized what I’d missed?)
So, yeah. Back to work.
Hey, you realized the plot points were unresolved! That’s good! I’ve got my own ones to tackle in ‘The Hand and the Eye of the Tower’, ‘Stealing Myself From Shadows’, and ‘A Godling for Your Thoughts?’ Not to mention I have a bad feeling a big one is coming up in ‘Waiting for Rebirth’. (rueful grin)
You could set an entire novel at a picnic if there are space time anomalies that result in people being perpetually at picnics. No matter how hard you try to get away from the picnic, you always end up back at the picnic. It’s basically hell.