A Day in the Life...
I'm sitting here on this blessedly quiet Monday morning enjoying the solitude of an empty house. I have a nice, hot cup of coffee sitting here next to me, and Faun is playing in the background. Combine that with an overcast sky and a touch of remaining Fall on the landscape outside, and I'm feeling pretty creative.
"The Station" is doing fairly well, relatively speaking, and that really puts a smile on my face. It's a tough life being an indie author, and building your readership takes time and effort. It's only $2.99 so make sure and get a copy for yourself, I'm pretty sure you're going to love it!
Today, then, I am gathering up all my notes that I made during the time I was writing "The Station". It's been a bit of a walk down memory lane as I peruse my words and see where I started and where I was heading. It's a glimpse into a writer's mind to see the progression of their stories through their notes, and I can almost look at mine as if they belonged to someone else.
I'm filing away my notes because I've started a new page. Yes, that means what it sounds like: I've started a new book. Usually I wait a few weeks after writing a book to start a new one, but I felt the new story playing out and had to put it down. I won't mention any more about it right now as I don't want to take anything away from "The Station". I am solid in my conviction of how good it is and don't want anything to detract from it.
I have other writing work to do as well. The magazine I write for sent me an urgent email late last week. They changed up the topic of my editorial and doubled the length, so I have my work cut out for me as I wade through that. I also have an editing job to do, and I'm starting a new peer review group.
A writer's job is never done, not really.
Have a great day, a great week, and may you be happy.