I’ve been writing a bunch lately which is great because I’ve had the free time. I recently (voluntarily) switched from one job to no job, so while scouting new work I’ve had PLENTY of time to really dive into this third book I have no business writing (although a lot of you gave me feedback about how this isn’t necessarily a bad thing. You’re awesome). Yes, that means I quit to write and one day, maybe I’ll stop this habit of bouncing from job to job since filling out an application for an author isn’t a thing yet (or is it? If it is, PLEASE tell me NOW).
No, I have no idea what I’m going to do and no, I’m not concerned over it because I’m so frigging excited to be writing the third installment. I have every day to write and write some more and write even more and I bet this is how authors who talk at panels and go on book tours feel. Coffee in hand and laptop in front of them all day. Got to fake it till you make it, right?
I’m still trying to figure out how to ‘own’ this business. Obviously, I’m down for the creative part but the business/marketing aspect is still a big blinking question mark that I keep trying to peek past. I’ve been a bit more active on twitter and am trying to blog more than once a week. But I’m not sure what to say. Or post. Or how to stir up interest other than just continually talking about me and writing and my books. Or is that it? Is that the whole secret?
I’m going to play with Appa while I figure this out.
Then I’ll probably come back and write some more. Today kind of is a big day. It’s a big scene, one that solves a mystery from the second book. I’ve already teared up a couple times because I like throwing rocks at my characters and this rock really hurt. Is it weird (and you can tell me if this makes me a terrible person) but my goal is to make my reader cry. I just want to break their heart a little and then put it back together. Evil or… not such a terrible thing? You tell me.
P.S. Don’t forget…if you hear about that author application thing… let me know.
P.P.S. The theme is “Anticipation” for this Friday’s #FridayKiss, so look for some of my “sweetest and sexiest lines” from my WIP on Twitter in two days (you know, because I’m on Twitter now) 😉
6 thoughts on “Fake It Till You Make It”
Ha! If you crack that marketing thing, let me know. I’ve done every single one of the “must do” things and so far riches and fame have eluded me. Not mentioning that as a complaint, but as a warning that you can do everything there is to do and it doesn’t mean any of it will stick. that does not make you (or me) a failure, because success in any art field should never be based on money – real artists always die penniless for a reason. Those who are rich are almost always sellouts churning out crap to the masses. Though rich still sounds nice, ha ha!
Rich DOES sounds nice 😉
I don’t watch Dr. Who but the bf does and there’s one episode he showed me (that I love) where they show Vincent Van Gough what became of his life’s work because he’s about to give up on himself. I always think about that moment. It always cheers me up 🙂
Congrats on the big step! I could never voluntarily leave a job. I only left one once, because my wife moved half-way across the country and dragged me with her.
Good luck with the big scenes! Kill everyone and let god (or the reader?) sort them out. Something like that.
Lol. This would be my FOURTH job leaving voluntarily. I’m a job slut. I also get depressed kind of easily and work sometimes (depending on the job) leads me down very sad, suicidal thoughts so I figure I’d rather be alive and unemployed then dead inside…and possibly dead. Wow. I didn’t mean to make that so grim.
But thanks! I’m excited about writing. Focused on that 🙂
Woot for working on your writing full-time! Until my kids are in school full-time, I couldn’t do it without it weighing on my conscious, because the kids just eat up ALL of my writing time when I’m at home. Constant pestering, I tell you. I am envious of you. 🙂
And YAY for book 3!! You do know how to make this squirrel cry.
Don’t be too envious – I don’t have an income. But, it’s not the first time, won’t be the last (I don’t think.) And thanks! I promise there will be tears of joy 😉