Okay. So it's February now.
I've done the crazy busy of November and December. I've done the crash and stay quiet of January. I think it's time to get back to work now.
The picture is my fourth draft of my novel, waiting to be revised one last time before I start the business of trying to get published. I was trying to push it and finish it up by November, but I just didn't have enough time. And I thought it was better to do it right than to rush it. So... I let it sit for three months.
Then yesterday, I printed the first third of the novel out and got ready to go. I set up a nice cozy spot in the bedroom, by the window, with the printout, and my colored pens. A rocking chair and a view of the gently falling snow. How lovely.
At one point, I actually turned the novel over so that it wouldn't look at me.
But, I am not giving up. I just have to take my babysteps and work on my mindset and practice the building of good habits.
This is part of the process. Fallow period. Fear. Avoidance. Small starts. Back sliding.
I don't want anyone to believe this kind of struggle means they aren't supposed to be an artist or a writer or really anything they want to be. It's just part of the process, and we have to trust the process. Believe in ourselves. And remember why we wanted to do it in the first place.
I will keep you updated on my ability to keep up with myself and move forward.
When will she start again?
Will this book ever be finished?
Is it any good at all?
Tune in next time, same bat channel, same bat time, or whenever I post next.