There are several things that happen when you are a writer with a contract and a deadline as opposed to a writer who is pre-published. Things which you do not expect – at least in my case. No doubt there are many wise and organised authors who had expected these phenomena and adjusted their lives accordingly. I wish I was one of them.
In my case these include:
* A Non-Einstein-ian contraction of the space time continuum.
As in – Oh **** ! what do you mean it’s November already? What happened to October? How did I miss it?
As in –Oh. I can get that done WELL BEFORE the Christmas season. Like cocoa I can.
This is deeply concerning to a scientist type who would prefer time to remain stable. OHHH NOOO .
When you tell someone that you will deliver by date X, that date is so far away as to be a dot on the horizon. Next thing you know it is zooming towards you at warp factor ten firing photon torpedoes. [Yes I have seen the new Star Trek movie – brilliant!]
* Writer’s grunge becames normal day wear. Carpet slippers or flip flop shoes essential. I now love elastic waist trousers and baggy T-shirts. Which leads to:
* Writer’s girth. No gym plus occasional outings to lovely eateries and food events plus need for carbs on an hourly basis = well, it is not for the faint hearted. My liver is jelly. And now, of course, it is pouring with rain.
On the plus side:
* I am starting to love my characters and I really enjoyed writing the story proposal. Yes, I had done a lot of background work and outlined the scenes, but the writing is going to be terific fun.
* I have discovered that no matter how many hours I sit staring at the blank screen/paper my NET output each day remains remarkably consistent. Note the word NET. I will end up with a monster file of deleted text, but the daily wordcount of words that I am happy with, rather than GROSS words written, has remained quite consistent. Fascinating. But it does mean that I know what to expect/ planning.
*TV? Social life? What’s that?
WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?
For me, writing a novel is like going to stay at someone else’s home for a month/six months/whatever, and sharing their lives. Then you come home and do the laundry and take off to stay with another couple.
My next book for the Romance RIVA Line is not due until at the end of DECEMBER. DECEMBER?? I hear you say. That’s only six weeks away! Have you been sniffing the advocat again?
Please refer to item one above. I have packed my bag and I am ready and go visit Andie and Miles.
I am in the mindset. I know what I want to write about. So time to make a full on assualt and not stop until I have defeated procrastination and other evils.
This is my desk and workarea as of 8am this morning. [The walls are actually cream.]
On with the show! And a new box file.