I have a pile of books, yay high, *reaches midway to torso* that I want to read. I have a pile of online courses, yay high, *reaches to top of head*, that I want to finish. I have emails and offers and promotions and other blogs and magazines and INFORMATION that I have to get through every day.
I am information OVERLOADED. I need a time out. I need a printer. I need another head.
How does one do it all?
I have things to do. Novels to write, lives to plan. Well, A life to plan. A life that could involve upping sticks and heading to Gay Paree.
I need to learn how to down size.
STAT!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Get in Line, Buddy!
I dont know about you but since I've become 'between getting paid for sitting at a desk' I've had less time then ever before. Maybe that's to do with a little something called Following my Dream. Dream? Singular? I think not. I have currently about 18 full time dreams on the go. Now how does one manage that?
How do you select which dream to go after first when they all seem equally important? And if they all seem equally unattainable how do you convince yourself to keep going?
Regarding my writing, I have managed to hit 50k on my Novel (yes, it deems a capital N) this week, can I get a 'Hell YEAH!' (hell YEAH!).
I don't know what kicked me into gear with starting and continuing my novel this year. Definitely having the time to do it helped a lot. But not as much as I would have thought. Employed me thought that if I had 8 months of time to do something, anything with my time, I would probably have about 4 novels written by now. Alas that is not the case. However I am plodding on. Sometimes I have to fight with the voices in my head that argue that 'You've no idea what you're doing, your story is not cohesive, what's it all about? who do you think you are?,' etc etc, ad nauseum, ad infinitum. Most of December was lost to that, then Christmas, and some of January too. I was not happy. And yet, somehow, again I wish I knew, I was able to throw myself back into it, last week. 3k a day, was pretty good going I thought.
What is it about us, because I know I'm not alone in this, convinces ourselves that we NEED swathes of uninterrupted time to start never mind complete our magnum opus, and yet if that time comes along we squander it? One positive that's come out of this is, at last I realise that I CAN in fact write and hold down a job. Well, I haven't had to yet, but I know it's possible.
At last. Although, that also means no more excuses for being gainfully unemployed. 'Cept the recession of course.
How do you select which dream to go after first when they all seem equally important? And if they all seem equally unattainable how do you convince yourself to keep going?
Regarding my writing, I have managed to hit 50k on my Novel (yes, it deems a capital N) this week, can I get a 'Hell YEAH!' (hell YEAH!).
I don't know what kicked me into gear with starting and continuing my novel this year. Definitely having the time to do it helped a lot. But not as much as I would have thought. Employed me thought that if I had 8 months of time to do something, anything with my time, I would probably have about 4 novels written by now. Alas that is not the case. However I am plodding on. Sometimes I have to fight with the voices in my head that argue that 'You've no idea what you're doing, your story is not cohesive, what's it all about? who do you think you are?,' etc etc, ad nauseum, ad infinitum. Most of December was lost to that, then Christmas, and some of January too. I was not happy. And yet, somehow, again I wish I knew, I was able to throw myself back into it, last week. 3k a day, was pretty good going I thought.
What is it about us, because I know I'm not alone in this, convinces ourselves that we NEED swathes of uninterrupted time to start never mind complete our magnum opus, and yet if that time comes along we squander it? One positive that's come out of this is, at last I realise that I CAN in fact write and hold down a job. Well, I haven't had to yet, but I know it's possible.
At last. Although, that also means no more excuses for being gainfully unemployed. 'Cept the recession of course.
Hey, c'mon in, the kettles boiled
Welcome.
Herein lies the inner workings of a mind recreating itself from lowly CAD monkey to award winning novelist...or something. The thoughts, trials and tribulations, successes, digresses, and everything else that occurs to me as I reinvent the wheel, or myself, or both.
It won't be an easy path. It hasn't been an easy path so far, but:
"As God is my witness, as God is my witness they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this and when it's all over, I'll never be hungry again. No, nor any of my folk. If I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill. As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again."
Thanks Scarlett - tad dramatic, but hey, if it gets the job done. Luckily I've never had to go hungry, and I'm pretty sure no killing will be involved, but the general sentiment is spot on.
So come in, put your feet up. I've just boiled the kettle. Let's begin shall we?
Herein lies the inner workings of a mind recreating itself from lowly CAD monkey to award winning novelist...or something. The thoughts, trials and tribulations, successes, digresses, and everything else that occurs to me as I reinvent the wheel, or myself, or both.
It won't be an easy path. It hasn't been an easy path so far, but:
"As God is my witness, as God is my witness they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this and when it's all over, I'll never be hungry again. No, nor any of my folk. If I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill. As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again."
Thanks Scarlett - tad dramatic, but hey, if it gets the job done. Luckily I've never had to go hungry, and I'm pretty sure no killing will be involved, but the general sentiment is spot on.
So come in, put your feet up. I've just boiled the kettle. Let's begin shall we?
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