It’s been weeks since my fingers have stroked the keys of my computer to get a post out, and I miss it. We just went through a major move and started a remodel at our new house on the second day so I’ve been busy. So busy I had to set my writing and critique group aside for a bit. But I’m back in the writer’s chair and ready to get to work on my creative side again.
I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Christmas is just around the corner too. It’s that time of year when no matter how much you want to write, there’s no time for it even if you don’t move the week of one of the biggest holidays. I guess I’ll just have to sneak in a bit here and there when I can.
Dear critique group you’ve been so neglected. Thank you for being patient with me. I’ll get on top of your submissions this weekend.
Y’all have a great weekend and I’ll work on some great material for you next week.
It’s that time of year when the trees are brilliant colors and the fall air is cool and delicious with the smell of leaves. It’s my most favorite season. I watch for the leaves to change day by day, and I find myself outdoors with my kids more. The windows are opened almost every morning to allow the breeze to flutter through my house. I even seem to find more inspiration to write.
This fall seemed to come earlier with the colder temperatures, yet the leaves refused to turn. As I usually do, I watched for them each morning. But this fall I found myself fighting disappointment. Why haven’t the usual signs begun to show? Why isn’t my lawn littered with beautiful red and yellow leaves yet?
The anticipation has been killing me. Then today I noticed all of a sudden the street is lined with reds, oranges, yellows, and even purples as the season comes into full bloom. My hands raised to the heavens in thankfulness to our Savior for knowing when the right time was. It reminded me of other things I’ve been waiting on, one of which is whether or not to start my next manuscript. The idea hasn’t come to me as it usually does. I figured it was because I’m in the midst of a lot of change, including a move in two weeks. But perhaps it’s because it isn’t time yet.
I’m reminded to look to God today. To wait on Him for His time when I can set forth on a new and wonderful journey with the next novel from my imagination. Or maybe to rework one of my other manuscripts and get it out to the agents.
Happy Harvest Time dear readers. May your weekend be filled with the wonder of this picturesque season.
This has been a very productive writing week. I finally hankered down and got back to my latest manuscript. It’s so close to being finished. The exuberance of typing the last word is building already.
A celebration is just around the corner. How will I reward myself for finishing it after so many months of hard work? I’m tapping my chin in thought at this very moment.
You’re probably asking yourself why I need a reward? Shouldn’t the work be enough recompense?
The answer: Sometimes yes. But what about those tough days when it takes everything you’ve got to finish a project? Rewards help us push forward. Rewards sometimes even help us focus.
Writers should give themselves something when they accomplish a goal, and it can take little to no money to make it happen. Here are a few ideas:
- Sleep in the next day.
- Plan a day where you do nothing but read. This is hard when you have kids, but it is possible if you line things up right.
- Go out to eat with a writing buddy at a place with a value menu. Cheap can be just as much fun as a ritzy place when you’re talking books while you eat.
- Stash away your favorite sweet, and don’t touch it until your goal is accomplished.
- Get your favorite author’s next book.
- Stop at your favorite coffee house.
It can be something little or something big. But set it in advance so you have a tangible item or plan to look forward to. I rarely miss a goal when there’s something in it for me. Are you the same way? What are some things you do to reward yourself when you meet a goal? I’d love to know.