Did you hear that? I am sure you heard it, that blood curdling scream. That was me. No, there is nothing wrong. Life is good, great in fact. I am in good health; I smile a lot and do a lot of physical things to keep my mind sharp.
Why am I yelling, screaming at the top of my lungs, you might ask? I have been writing my novel for the better part of a year and it’s getting harder and harder to put words to paper (computer). In addition, it just happens to be my life story; of course, I am fictionalizing most of it, though. I am now at 85,000 words, but only ¾ finished, maybe more, maybe less. My other debate is do I break the story into two 50,000 words stories? I have seven stories in this series, some outlined and a few only outlined in my head.
I don’t know if it’s me or just me. I remember, back in my wild youth, I use to drink, at least a bottle of wine when I wrote and I was prolific with my writing. To top it off, if I was on a deadline I could knock of a few pages in no time. That isn’t happening now. On the other hand, I would have to say I am just getting lazy. Retirement has done that to me.
Way back then, writing was the career that I looked forward to. Retirement never came into mind. However, my job and family hindered me ever so slightly. So, I ended working, writing for others and worked lot more on my poetry. When I did finally retire in 2006, I dove into making writing my life, my new career. I guessed the adulation, the money; the fame would just roll in like waves on the shores of life. Boy was I wrong.
Even though I have two books of poems, two science fiction short stories and one science fiction book published, there’s one thing I didn’t count on, marketing. I really didn’t have a clue as to what I was doing wrong. I took a class in marketing many moons ago; I think I should have studied the entire course. I am lacking many other things that, as far as the writing, publishing and the marketing aspect of writing go.
Sometimes I really want to scream, yell out loud because of those deficiencies. So much to do so little time. To be honest, I feel like I only have so much time left in my life and it’s getting shorter every time I sit in front of this computer and only write a sentence or less.
To make matters worse, I have downloaded a ton of material on the marketing aspect, I just haven’t started read most of it yet. I did to manage read something on marketing my novel on Twitter back in March. At the time, I had, maybe, a little over 60 twitter followers. Most of the things I posted were my daily exercises and from an app that counted my calories for me. At the end of March, after reading that material, I had over 3,000 followers.
I decided that the way to go was to get those followers and market my published books that way. I would have to say that it isn’t the way to go. Most of those followers are trying to do the same thing I am doing, marketing their books. So, I am bombarded with queries to “buy” their books or at least read their books and give a review. As of today, I have purchased or gotten free, over 200 books. I just have to find time to read more. In the meantime, I have only sold 25 books. Go figure.
To a small degree, the NaNoWriMo – The National November Write Month – helped quite a lot. I did manage to get half of my novel done during that time span. Thirty days later, I’m stuck or… lazy? Lazy or not drinking enough.
I really don’t drink liquor any more. I only got sick and threw up and then went to sleep. The wine did work better, but the result, even though I didn’t get sick, I would still get to sleepy and do not much more after I finished a paragraph or so. I also indulged in the leafy green stuff, too, back then. That too worked wonders and I wrote quite a bit and enjoyed it in the end. However, that too just made me lazy by the end of the writing session.
Now that weed is getting, little by little, less illegal, just a little less, I may have to take that up again. It’s been a very long time since I smoked weed and it did wonders for my writing. And since I enjoy music, I’m listening to, “The marriage of Figaro” from my eclectic playlist as I type this, I think it might just help from screaming every day I don’t write novel. On the other hand, it might hinder my writing, I may never know.
I hope that January and the rest of this year will be more productive. I have two books of poems I want to start and finish and another science fiction short story that is running circles in my head and I have gotta get it out.
As it is now, I just want to keep my mind open and free from toxic substances. Besides, I just finished my second cup of tea and I have written over 900 words in 20 minutes. More tea!