I usually make a concerted effort to not duplicate post titles. Trying to come up with something new and unique is a challenge I gladly welcome, but you can imagine (this being post #303) it's occasionally more of a challenge than I can meet.
Imagine my surprise ... I was trolling through some of my previous posts and found a couple items of interest - one was that my last post title "In like a lion ..." was NOT new and unique. I used it last year, around the 1st of March. In the exact words and format, complete with the ellipsis. And no, I hadn't seen it until today. If I had, I wouldn't have used it. Or I would've used it but modified it a bit.
Another thing I found was from a post I wrote last June, just after a week's vacation where I had to work 8-hour days to make up for the time off. My exact words were "never again." Hmph. The title for today's post was almost "Never Say Never Again", but then I found the repeated title and decided something along the lines of 'I'm losing my mind' might work better.
As far as I can tell I haven't really gone into great detail about this - although I probably have touched on it at least a few times - but I've been working "full-time" again since September. I've mentioned that it's taken some time for me to adapt to my new schedule. Well, this is it. Eight hours a day on the J-O-B. And as is my norm, some days are better than others. It's not that I really hate the job. It's just that I hate having to work full-time. It's not my calling. My calling is to be a writer, dangit. And how am I supposed to write and query and submit when I'm working all the flippin' time?? Although I must remind myself that I did manage it before - the first two books (actually, make that five manuscripts) were written while I was working in an office with a one-hour one-way commute five days a week. I'm trying to get back there. I think it must be that I'm older and have less energy than I used to - at least, that's the excuse I'm using. It's taken me longer to adapt to the change than I ever expected it would. And then you throw all the health problems on top of it and I'm pretty much doomed.
But enough whining. We won't stand for that. As evidenced by the fact that I have returned to the Lunch Room, things are definitely getting better. And after all, I am working from home, so the 2 hours' drive time have been transformed into writing time. Right?
Yuh-huh. Best laid plans ...
My life has become a series of stacks ... stacks of bills that need to be paid, stacks of books that need to be read ... stacks of CDs taking their turns on the boom-box ... and stacks of papers and other junk that have become a security blanket on my desk. Stacks of manuscript pages on the floor. Stacks upon stacks. Lots of stuff to do ... we just have to figure out which stack to start with.
Do you have a stack of books? I hope so. There's just something great about having a book to read. So go read one. Tackle the stack. I'm off to do the same.
=) JB
"I am a writer because writing is the thing I do best."
-- Flannery O'Connor (1925-1964) American author
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