And is something I can’t bring myself to do now.
You see, I’ve gone through a couple of life-altering events a year-and-a-half ago and, while I have settled into my new life comfortably, I haven’t found a daily rhythm that includes writing. Part of it is good ole procrastination, of which I embrace much too easily. Go explore my new surroundings? Absolutely. Park my butt behind a computer screen and create? Not so much. It just seems like so much work right now. And that’s just the writing. Once you’re finished, you have to market it, and then market it again when it’s published. Like I said, it’s a lot of work.
I moved from California at the very beginning of the pandemic. That was hectic, to say the least, and a definite topic of a future blog post. I’m a native to that state, and loved a lot of it, but for too many reasons to extoll in this humble post, we uprooted our comfortable life and planted ourselves in western Idaho.
It’s a move I don’t regret. Lovely state, warm, kind-hearted people, and room to breathe. You’d think I would be inspired to write. Instead, I’m inspired to go explore, and forget writing. There is much to love in Idaho, and in the next few weeks I will attempt to show you my transformation from city girl to country girl. And hopefully from nonwriter to writer.
Besides moving, I also find myself in the market for a new publisher. I wasn’t expecting that, but such is the life of an author. Unless you want to self-publish, which I don’t. Finding a publisher is a daunting task at any point of the writing game, made even more troubling by the fact I don’t yet have a manuscript to peddle. Yikes! And so we’re back to the basic fact that I can’t write.
For one thing, I find myself questioning what I want to write: historical romance or romantic suspense. I like both, but I think my heart lies with contemporary romantic suspense. I even have three plots vying for my attention in my brain. But everyone loves a cowboy, don’t they? Decisions, decisions. And underneath it all, I find a new-grown hesitance that I never had before. What if I choose the wrong genre, and waste a year working on something that will ultimately flop? I guess I won’t know until I try.
Here’s where blogging comes in. If I can start writing these fun blogs like I used to (if I have any readers still), maybe I will recapture the joy I get from writing, as well as the positive attitude I once had. Goodness knows I have enough plots rattling around in my head! And maybe I’ll reawaken that joy I used to get whenever I sat down in front of my computer. It’s worth a try, don’t you think?
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