I’m thinking out loud here, so if you’re looking for any kind of message or something that makes some kind of coherent sense, it’s probably not going to happen in this blog post. So anyway, I have a bunch of ideas for new projects, but I don’t feel particularly fired up about any one of them. I’m not sure that’s because I haven’t committed to any of them or because I’m really not into the ideas in the first place, but I feel that it’s probably more the former than the latter.
I just finished editing my third novel and currently have it out to two beta readers. My Lady of Awesome Agent is working her magic to sell my second novel, Goddess. I’m also still promoting Bloodspell heavily (had a great trip to Colorado last week with some upcoming stops in Maine and Chicago). However, on the writing front, I’m not really working on anything new. I have a few open projects including the Bloodspell sequel and I have this new outline that I can’t stop thinking about (probably because it’s fully outlined). I also have this really awesome idea, just a figment really, of a fabulous companion novel to my second novel that’s currently on submission to editors. But then I second guess myself that there’s probably something like the first idea already out there (you know, because no art is original anymore) or that the companion novel idea is lame, and then I wonder if I should commit to it at all. What to do.
And there we are. Back to that word. Commitment. It keeps popping up, doesn’t it? Am I a commitment phobe? What does it mean? Maybe that I need to jump fingers first and just start working on it and see where it takes me. It’s only time after all … time that it takes to formulate a hundred thousand words. But I can do it. I’m a writer, aren’t I? It’s what we do. We write.