This is what words look like? lol…

Same old, same old with me.

I’ve been working a lot and not spending as much time as I need to be spending on my writing or my current TBR pile… I’m afraid I’ll not reach the end of these books anytime soon…

I’m really hoping to spend this weekend working on a few revisions and some edits for a new project of mine.      I’m excited to see this one through to the end. It’s only one of a few stories I’ve come up with that I honestly have no idea what the ending will be like, so It’s bringing up a few new challenges and struggles for me.

I’ve been tinkering with the idea (and doing some light research) on finding a literary agent for my books…  Not sure what will come of this just yet, but it’s an idea that has come to mind a few times and I feel it’s worth the energy to look into a bit more.

On the TBR pile note: I’ve stacked up a good …12…16… I honestly lost count lol       

But! I’m determined to finish at least one before the month is over!  So I need to get cracking on it!

My reading pace has slowed way down since this time last year…ugh… I need to work on bringing it back up to snuff

 

Anyway! There’s my mini life update 🙂 

Jen

Are we even still around?

It’s been a long, long time since I sat down and let the voices in my head run freely onto the page (or screen)…

I believe they are starting to question my love for them and if I still care enough about them to ever set them free.

 

So, with that being said.  I’m sitting here sipping on my second cup of green tea while I try to figure out what exactly made me give up and stopped writing so much.    I have an amazing (If I toot my own horn- Toot Toot 😉 lol ) story sitting in my briefcase halfway through the second draft, and countless other notes and partial stories sitting right alongside it.  So why am I not diving into completing them??

I keep saying its “Life” and getting too caught up with working versus relaxing and taking the time to “work” on what I love and what one day I hope will be one of my main sources of financial stability. But the fact is, or what I now have come to terms with, is it’s not “Life” that is throwing a wrench in my brain train, its that I’ve lost my sense of privacy.

I’m a very private writer, I like to lock myself up in my house (or room… or car… or hide in the woods.. lol whichever fuels my thought process) and since I’ve switched jobs and have been spending more time traveling and not really having a set schedule to go by, my mind just doesn’t seem to feel as free as it did when I was home.

It is far beyond time to change that.