Got seriously miffed at myself this morning. I looked at my writing log and found that i haven’t written anything of substance in the past 9 days. And, mighty little since the middle of April. Therefore, I am getting on my butt in the chair and writing here and then to my newest book length effort.
The past month has just been one stupid action after another on my part. Trying to finish up DEATH BY BASEBALL, (It’s already getting serious positive comments) I found that I, little ole me, had sent in the wrong file to the publishers. Turns out the beta readers efforts are in the toilet (the bit bucket where all erased files go), all the hours of upgrading the master file are in the arena of wasted time, and my head is spinning with doing it all over again. I am at the point that I hate the book with a serious passion. But, I get there on all of the books I write.
So, all fingers on the board, mind focused on THE DEACON II and away I go.
You better get writing, too.