June 23rd, and That's That

Force is coming out on June 23rd. Pushing it back eleven days shouldn't feel like such a huge deal, but it is. I have to hunker down and get this novella done. It's so intimidating though. I love editing, because it's magic, but it also feels like ramming my head into a wall sometimes, because it's dense, heavy work and it intimidates me. So much can go wrong. But it usually goes right. And I'm trying to do this thing where I cut off and replace negative thoughts with positive ones, so I'm going to do that and remind myself writing and editing are my hobbies, and they're a lot of fun, so I have to let them be fun and do what I think is right.

Anyway, aside from musing over my own editing insanity, I've been rereading the Shatter Me books; I just finished the first one last night and I'm about seventy pages into book two. It's the one where Juliette acts annoying and hysterical for the entire book, but she has PTSD so you gotta cut her some slack.
It's weird because even though Superhero High and Shatter Me are both dystopian superhero stories, I think mine is both more and less dystopian. In mine people still have cell phones and Spotify and like, Chinese takeout. So it feels more typical and normal. But then you see surveillance drones and propaganda posters and remember it isn't. In Shatter Me the world has really gone to shit. It's like Fallout where everything is rusty and radioactive and just, you know, shitty.
I think half my problem is I would rather be drafting. And I can't. I love it, but right now I need to work on this one project and finish it, and that makes me feel locked down, so all my brain is doing is thinking of new stories and narratives and situations it wants to write to get them down and out of my head, but I can't, because if I keep falling for shiny new ideas, I will never finish any of them! I don't want to fall into that trap. So instead I'm going to go and edit my damn book again. And it's coming out on June 23rd, and that's that.