NO TIME LEFT TO WRITE!
AS strange as this sounds, it seems I had more time to write when I had a full time job. I retired on May 31 after 26 ½ years as an air traffic controller. The first 2 books were written in their entirety while I was working full time. After I retired, I spent the first month editing book two. (Title to be announced soon) At the request of an agent, I changed the beginning—it made for a much better story by the way—which also meant I had to make changes elsewhere in the document. The result is a much-improved story that is guaranteed to thrill its readers.
Now that's behind me and I'm working on book 3. But I don't seem to have enough time. I mean, with all the other things to do…you know, things like checking my sales figures, emailing, book promotion, marketing, and social networking. Talk about time consuming. Twitter here, Facebook there. Goodreads. LinkedIn. BookTrib. Kindle Forum. Peroozal. BranchOut. Writing this blog. BAM! Another day shot with nothing to show for it.
Sure, I've made a little headway on plotting the next story. Ideas are in abundance. It's tying them all together that's proven difficult. Well, kind of. It's tying them together and being able to knock you out of your chair that takes time. I don't want to just thrill you; I want you scratching your head, heart pounding in your chest, and shouting "HOLY CRAP! I didn't see that coming." Reaching that level of plot twist proves more difficult…for me anyway.
But still, all those other things are demanding my attention. (See paragraph 2) Now throw into the mix, working with an editor, cover designer, ebook formatting, press releases,….you get the drift. Plus book signings, festivals, and an appearance here and there. Now there's no time left to write.
Time management never seemed so difficult before—when I had less time on my hands. Of course, if the U. S. Government's Office of Personnel Management doesn't get me a paycheck soon, I may very well find myself seeking employment elsewhere. I know their job must be tough…BUT I NEED MY $$$$.
Sorry. Really needed to vent.
I have to go now. My computer's chirping an incoming tweet!
