Warning: I am going to be talking about my feelings again…
Too bad, this is my blog!
Up until recently, I have just been a person who writes. I had goals, and small plans, but I have never really thought about what life would be like as an ‘actual writer’.
Translation: I really didn’t understand everything a writer has to do to be a writer.
I called myself a writer though. For a few years now I would say, “I’m a writer,” and my loving family and friends would be very gracious and kind about my ‘new dream’ but underneath I could see the skepticism; I could see the eye roll.
Now before we get all judge-y it is paramount to note that I am fickle and no one knows this better than those who love me.
I am 27 years old and have changed my career 6 times literally and about 100 times figuratively. My scattered brain doesn’t focus and I have the attention span of a goldfish…
But with writing… With writing it is different. I had never felt that much love for something I considered a hobby. I had never been able to achieve that level of focus before.
It has been 3 years since I started writing seriously. I have been working on my craft, learning how to not lose my mind while editing and dabbling in social media.
Things were going along nicely until I did something stupid… I submitted a story to a publication… And it was accepted.
I’ve been thrown into yet another realm of the writing universe where I am dealing with revisions, thinking about agents, researching publishers, looking at a serious pro’s and con’s list on Traditional vs. Indie vs. Self publication, and now being hyper-aware of my brand and what it being put out to the world.
I feel like a Golden Retriever who just had four tennis balls thrown in different directions and I don’t know which one to go for… By the way, it is very comical to actually do that to a Golden Retriever, even if it is slightly cruel.
Logically I know that I must balance all these aspects of the writing life, I’m a pretty smart cookie. In practice, however, I am all over the place. I do not know what a healthy balance is and I struggle with the transition from hobby to career.
When I write, I am in it headfirst and with all my soul… When I started editing my novel, I didn’t write a single new word for over a year… Now I’ve started the social media thing and I write more for my blog than my new novel and I spend more time on twitter than any normal person should… In the fall I will be returning to my first novel to continue editing it but need to finish the novel I am working on also.
I need a game plan…
That is my task and next week I will have said game plan.
If you have any suggestions for how I can better use social media, split my time between writing and editing, or general tidbits of advice I’d love to hear it.
Let’s have a conversation.