I've been slogging through a What Am I Doing? and What Am I Trying to Accomplish? malaise for about a month now. Dumpster Bust is as strong as ever, I've got interviews rolling in and piling up, our friends from BlogCritics are coming over to the site, the podcast is kicking it, etc. So what's the problem, right?
If you've ever looked at the About Me area over on the right, it mentions my novel-in-progress, Ball Out. Except the ball hasn't gone very far lately (okay, you can replace "lately" with "in 2005"...). So, what I'm trying to say, or maybe what I've been trying to tell myself, is that it's time for the damned thing to get done already.
I spent part of the morning at my local Starbucks (the coffee's good and there's lots of places to sit, which lets it nudge out over the incredible coffee and no good places to sit factor at Peet's) writing scenes that lead up the very finalist of final scenes in the story. Of course, once I'm "done," I have an incredible mountain of rewriting and agonizing to climb, but just getting back on the wagon a little bit felt incredibly good. Refreshing and reinvigorating too for good measure.
I'll be talking about my progress on Ball Out here from time to time. I think, in the end, I aspire to get paid to write professionally (which is now the case... but just not as much as I would like!) and keep Dumpster Bust alive and thriving at the same time.
Now all I have to do is do it...