And to think you were done…

I promised to drag you along this journey of crafting a novel from beginning to end, but I have found that my OCD tendencies have put a kibosh to multi-tasking in this one aspect of my life.  I may be able to juggle the Prankster Duo, the hellhound, the knight in slightly muddy armor, the job that pays the bills, life in the Swamp, and various other aspects commonly referred to as LIFE, but when it comes to writing, I can only do one thing at a time.

So now that Shadow's Soul is off my desk and on my editor's, I thought I was good to go for book 3.  Until I realized I'm not finished with Shadow's Soul just yet.  Nope, now I need a tag line, a synopsis, and a cover.  Great.  I'm so thrilled (and yes, that is sarcasm in my voice!).

Although the opening scene of book 3 is floating around in my head along with Eerie's voice screeching "Just write it, damn it!" while Snarky's whip is whispering along my prickling skin, I can't do it.  Not yet.  Not until the tag line and synopsis is done.

I enjoy writing, because let's face it, if I didn't, I'd have to be a masochist to put my self through all this crap for some words on paper. Yet I have to say that trying to pare down 387 pages into two catchy paragraphs is like trying to get my hellhound into the backseat of my car for a vet's visit.  It's not pleasant and suddenly there seems to be a long list of things I just HAVE TO DO RIGHT NOW.  It stinks but it's something that has to be done.

Plus I've found that my working line of logic to tie up the project known as Shadow's Soul is somewhere along the lines of:  DO SYNOPSIS, CREATE TAG LINE, and then, go forth and try to piece together your cover so it matches what the book's really about.  I have started but I just keep stalling out.

As soon as this post is done, I think I've run out of THINGS I MUST DO RIGHT NOW and will be forced to finish my dreaded synopsis and tag, then submit it to the other Evil 7 for dissemination.

Procrastination is now heading for the door and wiggling bony fingers in a very snerky way leaving me chained to my desk with a keyboard super glued to my fingers and a mental countdown clock is slowly driving me mad.

I will get this done, really…

Oh look, a text message from my BFF… movie at 5 tonight?  I think I can work that in…