After a couple of months (and then some) of not writing, I've finally regained some forward momentum. First I hit a roadblock in a work-in-progress and set it aside to think about it. There's nothing inherently wrong with this, but my downfall came in not working on something else. I usually have at least two projects going on at any given time. That way I avoid major wheeling spinning and writing downtime should I hit a roadblock. But my other WIP was being reviewed by beta readers, and instead of making notes on a brand-new book, I just figured I'd weather it.
As Dr. Phil would say, "How is that workin' out for you?"
Well, it didn't work out. The fallow writing period turned into true procrastination. My beta readers returned their comments to me, and instead of diving in and looking them over, I kept putting that task off. Then the holidays were upon me and my motivation to do anything productive pretty much evaporated. Oh, and I added a new job to my already crowded schedule in November and the hard drive on my one and only computer failed early December. More road blocks to success. Uh huh.
But hey, a new year was on its way and I set goals that I was gonna implement come January 2nd.
Yeah, right. My body had other ideas. I overstretched my back from sitting in a recliner the wrong way--and yes, there is a right and a wrong way to sit in a recliner. Who knew? My back seized up, hurting most when I had to--guess what?--sit upright in bed or at my desk.
But all that is behind me now. I have almost finished reviewing beta-reader comments on The Weredog Whisperer and am excited about starting in on the third and final draft. The photo above reminds me of one of the tacky tourist traps in the novel. I shot that picture while in South Florida last summer.
So onward into a new year with new goals and a new determination to move forward.
Happy 2013!
May it be your best year yet!