I was tired last night and thought with nothing going on today I could sleep in. I was wrong: up at five forty-five with nary a bird in sight to wake up as the sky brightened. There are times when I do wish I could sleep until nine in the morning and crawl out of bed refreshed and ready for the world.
Screw that: I’m up. The world will have to deal.
This week has been a combination of getting Her Demonic Majesty published and uploaded to various platforms. With the exception of some tweaking here and there, it’s a done deal. With that out of the way I’m onto the next big thing–or whatever passed for that.
As I told someone last night, my day looks like this: I blog (doing that now), then I start work on an article. I know what I’m going to write, it’s just a matter of writing, editing, and submitting to the website. And doing a bit of research while it’s going on. I figure that’ll take most of my morning.
Then it’s time to make the story. Going back through the milestones on my Author’s Page, I see I finished Suggestive Amusements on 24 March. It’s now 18 May, which means I’ve spent two months getting my novel ready and published, and I haven’t been working on anything new. As may be said in Glengarry Glen Ross, “A, B, W. Always. Be. Writing.” Of course, I’ll won’t be told to stay away from the coffee, and I already know Blake’s name . . .
Sometime this afternoon I’ll start in on Fantasies in Harmony, and get the words going on that. The pieces are all together, the project is set up, and the map of my mind–if there is such a thing–is inside the document ready to show me the way. All that remains are to take whatever words come into my head and get them into the computer
While all this is ongoing I’ll have the music playing. Since getting up this morning I’ve have a live version of The Cinema Show playing, a recording from 1978 of one of the last times Genesis played the song in its entirety before moving the instrumental bridge into a “Greatest Hits” melody they started with In The Cage during their 1980 Duke tour, and played throughout the Mama Tour in 1983. Yeah, doing this keeps me awake, it keeps my mind running at something close to nominal speed–and it’s enjoyable. Plus, I hate silence. I work in it enough that I like to have sound around me when I’m home.
Lurking in the back of my mind is the notion of what I should publish next. I said I was going to do four things this year, and I’m going to try just that. One down, and seven months to get three more out. If I keep things nice and short I should be able to do that–after all, I only need editing and covers and proofreading and a few other things–
I’ve got the accounts, so the hard work is out of the way.