The title says it all. Oops! Somehow, I forgot it’s Tuesday. Gee, I wonder why. Now I need to run out of the house to take care of some errands. So, because I am late, here’s a repost from my blog yesterday.
Backlogs and Priorities
I don’t know about the other writers out there, but this writer would much prefer to just write and not have to worry about the everything else that goes along with being a writer. Sure, I can and do get other folks to do some of it for me–like the icky accounting parts. But there are some things I simply refuse to pay someone else to do when I can do it myself. Of course, that means those things often get pushed aside until I “find time” to do them. Specifically, that means getting the print version of a title out.
Part of this is because I have found Amazon doesn’t always wait to “publish” the print version if I upload it before publication date. So I wait. then I move on to another project and it gets forgotten.
Guess what I’ll be doing this week? That’s right. I’ll be putting out all those long overdue print books. Whee!
(I really mean it. I love getting print books out there and seeing my work in a hardcopy format.)
Now, I could do it one book at a time, spread over the next few weeks. But I’ll be honest. I’m not in the mood to write right now. However, I know me. I wouldn’t get much writing done. I’d do what I did over the weekend and let myself get sucked into some projects around the house that need to be done but they don’t need to be done right now.
For example, when I should have been making notes for the next WIP yesterday, I rearranged furniture, did a hard clean of part of the house, etc. My body is letting me know this morning that I’m not as young as I once was. But I got a great deal accomplished and feel good for it.
That said, I realized where my mindset is when, after I finished up yesterday, Mom and I were talking about some of the changes I made in my room. My mother, who is much more in tune with making sure things go together color-wise, wanted to know if I needed to change the colors in my room to match the chair. She meant getting some throw pillows for the bed or a new bedspread. What my procrastinating mind heard was: “Do you need to change the paint color?”
Worse, the answer was “Yes!”. And that led to me talking about needing to paint the hallway and her bedroom–which would then have to include her dressing room and half-bath. Oh, and the entry hall would have to be painted if I painted the hallway and it would also include the dining room that flows off the entry hall. And I can’t forget the utility room . . . .
You get the picture.
Fortunately, before I started talking about painting the garage, I looked at Mom and saw her staring at me, slack-jawed. That’s when she stopped me and explained what she meant. BTW, the answer to her question was “no”. All I needed to do was stop using the throw pillows I had been.
But that conversation was another kick in the butt for me, not quite the same as the one I wrote about yesterday, but just as important. With two new titles out–one now available for purchase and another on pre-order–and another coming soonish, it is time to get my butt in gear on the rest of it. So, keep a watch on this page for updates or sign up for updates through Amazon.
In the meantime, don’t forget that Cat’s Paw, a prequel to Nocturnal Awakenings (set in the Nocturnal Lives universe) is now available for download.
Five years after the world learned shapeshifters are real, Mackenzie Santos is at a crossroads. Her responsibilities to the local pride and the Tribunal are taking more and more of her time. As the Dallas Police Department’s official liaison with the federal government on all things dealing with shapeshifters, she often finds herself on the road. That means she is away from her daughter, who is growing up much too quickly. Something has to give, and it might just be the job she loves.
But walking away isn’t going to be easy. Someone out there is determined to prove monsters do walk the face of the Earth and that they are the top of the proverbial food chain. They don’t care how many lives are lost or how many innocents are hurt. This is war and Mac and those she loves are in the middle of ground zero.
Leaving the DPD may no longer be an option. Yet the restrictions placed on her as a cop may prevent her from stopping the carnage, especially since she doesn’t know where the danger comes from or where it will strike next.
Thanks to everyone who has left a review and/or ranked the book. That really is one of the best forms of promotion an author has. If you’ve read the book but haven’t left a review or ranked it, please consider doing so. Thanks!
Next up is Prey. It is the third book in the Stalker’s Moon series. Originally published as Hunter’s Home, Prey has been updated and includes approximately 4k words or so of new text. And, like the rest of the series, it has a new cover. Release date is Nov. 24th.
They say you can never go home. That’s something CJ Reamer has long believed. So, when her father suddenly appears on her doorstep, demanding she return home to Montana to “do her duty”, she has other plans. Montana hasn’t been home for a long time, almost as long as Benjamin Franklin Reamer quit being her father. Dallas is now her home and it’s where her heart is. The only problem is her father doesn’t like taking “no” for an answer.
When her lover and mate is shot and she learns those responsible come from her birth pride and clan, CJ has no choice but to return to the home she left so long ago. At least she won’t be going alone. Clan alphas Matt and Finn Kincade aren’t about to take any risks where their friend is concerned. Nor is her mate, Rafe Walkinghorse, going to let her go without him.
Going home means digging up painful memories and family secrets. But will it also mean death – or worse – for CJ and her friends?
It’s so easy right now to let Day Job and research (and being brain numb) take over instead of pushing through and getting at least a few words onto the page. But I need to write. Not writing was one of the things that caused part of a major problem I had last month. [Looks at calendar. Last month. Ye doggies, where has the autumn gone?!?]
*laughs* Not really about the post itself, but at least FOUR FREAKING TIMES I clicked into this tab and thought it was a redirect/link broken page.
Ah, putting things off: I was feeling run down and blocked by the weight of all that I had not done. So yesterday I pulled the airplane out of the hangar and washed it. I had been putting that off for months, and multiple dust storms. Today I am very stiff and sore – there’s 288 square feet of wing alone that was scrubbed, never mind the fuselage and the dirty, dirty belly. But whether it was the fresh air, the exercise, the sunlight, or the getting a major “I should have done that X months ago” out of the way, I feel better today.
I don’t expect to get any writing done tonight, but I’m hopeful.
That’s a pretty big deal for you, Dorothy. Way to push through. Two thumbs up!
Physical exercise has a way of blowing all the crap out of your brain, in my experience. Especially things like washing the plane, or the car, power-washing the sidewalk, painting, all those repetitive jobs with a visible result at the end. You look back and see the results of your labor, and it makes you feel better.
Then you wake up the next morning, and you remember you’re on the high side of 60. Ow. ~:D
Also, very cool that you have a plane to wash. 🙂