That’s it. After weeks of getting stuck at 19k that’s now been edited down to 15k, I’m officially shelving The Reluctant Fiancee for the holidays. Whatever inspiration that hit me last month to get their story written and published before the year’s end has faded and nothing has managed to stop me from being so critical about the entire story.
So instead of fighting through it and most likely hating the final product later and spending months and months trying to fix it years later, I’m setting it aside so I can work on something else. After all, I have over eight stories that are waiting their turn so there’s no shortage there.
It’s also Christmas and I need a break from all the writing and beating myself up day in and day out for not hitting word counts I feel I should hit because my peers are hitting them. I know, I know. I’m measuring my success to someone else’s and it’s killing me slowly day by day.
So I’m taking it easy from now until LilDude goes back to school in two weeks. I’ll write whatever I want to write. No preorders, no tackling publish-a-book-a-month-for-2019 challenges that I’ve been seeing in some of my author forums.
No pressure. I’ll even listen to Brendan James’ songs again for they’re the only songs that really get me out of the rut.
Have a Happy Holidays, everyone. Thank you so much for reading my blog throughout the year, even if my posts aren’t happy at times. But that’s me, just keeping it real. Publishing isn’t all glitter and unicorns. It’s hard work, lots of frustration, and bliss.
Time to queue Brendan James.