Time Flies When You're…
... on a deadline. Jeez, the days just seem to whip on by. I can't believe it's February already. When last I looked it had just turned 2011. And now, here we are, into the second month of the year. Yikes. I should probably stop blogging and get back to finishing my new book. But since I made a promise to try and blog at least once a week, I'm trying to keep up with it. But don't worry, this will be a short one. Just a little fear and terror to shake off before I jump back into the writing.
Truth be told, I should have been done with a first draft already. But as is often the case with my writing, I got lost in the forest of my story and now I'm trying to grope my way to the end. Right now I'm in that "Oh my God, am I ever going to be able to wrap this book up" phase. It's all part of the process, I suppose. And it's happened on each book so far. But you forget (and by "you," I mean "I") about it when one dives into a new project. You (or I) conveniently put aside the terror of being in the middle of the ocean (your - or my - story) with no shore in sight and having to figure out which direction you (or I) should swim.
Does that make any sense?
No, it doesn't make sense to me (or you) either.
Anyway, just needed to get that off my (or your) chest. Thanks for listening.
P.S. Just a quick hockey aside. Much to be happy and nervous about in the NHL world. The Canucks are on a roll (which is good), and Sidney Crosby is still recovering from his concussion (which is bad, but good that he is recovering), and the trade deadline is rapidly approaching. Will your team do anything to better itself? Does it even need to?
P.S.S. Thanks for all the great emails and comments I've been getting. Every time I hear from someone who has read SWIM or BEAT it makes my day.
Truth be told, I should have been done with a first draft already. But as is often the case with my writing, I got lost in the forest of my story and now I'm trying to grope my way to the end. Right now I'm in that "Oh my God, am I ever going to be able to wrap this book up" phase. It's all part of the process, I suppose. And it's happened on each book so far. But you forget (and by "you," I mean "I") about it when one dives into a new project. You (or I) conveniently put aside the terror of being in the middle of the ocean (your - or my - story) with no shore in sight and having to figure out which direction you (or I) should swim.
Does that make any sense?
No, it doesn't make sense to me (or you) either.
Anyway, just needed to get that off my (or your) chest. Thanks for listening.
P.S. Just a quick hockey aside. Much to be happy and nervous about in the NHL world. The Canucks are on a roll (which is good), and Sidney Crosby is still recovering from his concussion (which is bad, but good that he is recovering), and the trade deadline is rapidly approaching. Will your team do anything to better itself? Does it even need to?
P.S.S. Thanks for all the great emails and comments I've been getting. Every time I hear from someone who has read SWIM or BEAT it makes my day.
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