Gaaaaaah! They’re after me!
I’m at war you know. It’s terrible. A horrible battle every day. And if I’m not losing, I’m only barely holding my own. Forget winning altogether.
What am I fighting you may ask? My bookshelves and Kindle. My vast collection of cookbooks and food magazines. World of Warcraft (Mists of Pandaria lands in a month-ish and I AM NOT PREPARED!). iTunes.
But most of all, it’s the books. I love them. I start one and I just can’t stop. I tear through them like wet Kleenex and turn around and come back for more. Right now Harry Dresden has me by the short hairs and Mercedes Thompson isn’t far behind. Kate Daniels and Co. are languishing in a corner, content with the week they tore from my grasp.
And that’s not even counting the books I have but haven’t read yet. Or the ones I want to reread again. I WILL get past the Weather Hills without losing steam this time. Of course, the Mines of Moria tend to trip me up too.
In the midst of this I’m trying to alternate days of getting classwork done, scenes in the book finished, drawing somehow, housework, the blog, and figuring out how I want to publish this baby. Do I bang my head against the agent/publishing house wall and probably have to run my own marketing anyways? Or do I self publish and maybe have book out there that the general public doesn’t see fit to read.
It’s hard. It’s annoying. I wish I could quit my day job and just take care of the house and my work here. But I can’t. So I get up early, try to go to bed late, and neglect the yard (I think it needs a machete, not a mower).
How do you deal? Besides the oh so famous “MAKE TIME”
I will have new drawings soon. One is staring me in the face as I type, telling me to stop milling herbs and start working on shading.
So demanding 😛