I'm writing again

slowly. but I am actually progressing this story over the middle hump. I started this book the first week of December and I'm at 40 thousand words almost three months later. In three months I should have at least finished this one and be sitting at this spot in a second book. That's what writer's block and putting other people first does for me. I'm not talking about my family. They are always first. I'm talking about....well never mind. Anyway, the cowboy book or Let It Go is going to have an ending. I know where we're going all the way now. The curse of the pantster. I don't plot. I'm strictly a sit and write what the characters tell me. Or as I say most often, I'm just the bitch who takes dictation. Yes there are little voices in my head. I'm completely sane when the little voices play with me. It's when they're silent that I go off my rocker. I start having to think about real things, like bills, and politics, and who the hell ate up the doritos? I just wanted a few doritos. Wait that was me, this time.

So yes I'm writing. I'm about to head this thing down the road to the end. So if you know me and my stories you know this is where heaven starts to go to hell. Poor Creed. He was such a sweet soul too.

Anyway, I'm hoping to finish this in a week. HOPING. more like begging the muse PLEASE lets get this one done so we can move on to Cold2.

I'm getting ready to take a couple of major steps as a self publisher. A friend and I are working together to get a small self publishing co-op going. Putting together a network. Securing ISBNs. Finding good cover artists. Editors. You know that sort of thing. I'll know more toward the end of next month. For me personally this will make all the difference. I'm prolific. When my head is on straight. I can write a short story in two weeks. So why not put out a short story a month? A long story once a quarter. Give one or two to publishers along the way. Will you get sick of me if I publish that much a year? Will I get sick of me?

So, okay, that's what's going on with me. I think I'm on the right track. I should have done two things in college. I should have gone to business school, and I should have become a psychologist. Instead I'm just going to arm chair both.

So happy Tuesday. Hope yours is sunny and nice. Wish mine was. Rain. More rain. The sun hasn't shown it's face in two weeks. Blah. Come on March.

Mercy