Things are better now, and by that, I mean I’m not feeling as if I’m about to die at any moment. Made it though work, and got home without falling asleep at the wheel. Oh, sure, I woke up in the middle of the night with my head throbbing and my sinuses feeling as if someone had packed a half pound of gauze inside, but I made it back to sleep and I’m getting through the day more or less okay.
Last night’s writing session had me setting out to finish Chapter Four, which has turned into a very large story of its own. It was time to finish it off with a little bit of the sexy, or as much as what might pass for the sexy as I could muster. It was a strange thing, because the muse in the story was telling her writer charge to imagine something as he was doing it, to put it into floral prose inside his mind–and, of course, I have to take those thought and turn them into my own floral prose.
What was interesting was how easily the story came out last night. For the first time in a while my fingers were flying over the keyboard, and I was writing in three hundred word blocks for the better part of an hour. When I finished at nine-thirty, I’d written a little more than twelve hundred words, and the story was just short of fifteen thousand words.
It was a very welcome groove, because for a while writing has become to feel like a bit of a chore. There could be many reason for it: loss of job, lots of depression, a general feeling of doing the same thing over and over and not receiving anything in return for the effort.
Things have been different of late. New job, which give me different goals there–and it’s a pleasant environment, which is a marked difference from the last shithole whence I squatted. A number of written works are awaiting some editing, or cover creation, and I have as a goal getting at least four thing published, either through “normal” means, or self-publishing. And thing are coming around in my personal life, albeit slowly, but still coming around. A number of negative forces in my life have been kicked to the curb, and that’s helping a great deal as well.
Now is the time to put it all in the basket, get the plans set, and just go for it. 2012 was a game changer for me, so there’s no reason to stop now. More exposure is required, and that’s only going to happen by getting more out there. I published one thing last year, and one the year before, and that’s not enough. Not at all.
I think after I finish this novel–yeah, Suggestive Musings will be a novel, no doubt–it’s time to get Replacements polished and out on Smashwords/Barns/Amazon with my other works (as well as stories like The Horny Galaxy Chronicles – Part 2, and Ravaged for Revenge). It’s the only way to get exposure: to be where people can buy my work, read it, enjoy it (I hope), and pass along the word.
Now where’s my basket?