Why is it Sunday evening already?

[ksmith]

Brought work home from the day job. Didn't touch it. Instead, I spent Saturday culling books and redistributing the remainder amongst my numerous shelves. Spent today cutting the lawn, along with a few hours of reading the paper/eating a nice lunch/having a Sunday.



The day job work is sitting on the floor near the CD rack, glaring in accusatory silence. If I refuse to look at it, will it cease to be?

Lovely cool, dry weather after the heat/humidity/rain of the last week. Supposed to be nice right up through Labor Day weekend, which I will turn into a 4-dayer by adding a vacation day. Can't come soon enough, even if it does mean we've entered the -ber months and year's end is approaching at speed.

I've been thinking about the writing discussions that take place on sartorias's LJ, as well as msagara's and janni's. Much information and food for thought of the sort that I would like to post, but just can't seem to find the words. Easier to post responses, answers to direct questions. The thoughts that run through my mind about the subject could fill pages, but it all stalls in the writing down because it *could* take pages and still fail to hit all the points I want to make. It's like nailing smoke to the wall. I'm a midlife/midcareer writer, with all the angst, self-doubt, and professional concerns that entails. It's admittedly a relief to read that others are in the some boat, even though the hull leaks and there aren't enough seats and the lifeboats are nonexistent. No fun for any of us, iow, and while misery loves company, it doesn't provide the best of accommodations.

Good to know that those others are out there, though.

And yes, if I knew 10, 15 years ago what I know now, I most likely would have gone and done it anyway.

Plugging away again on Jani 5, on which I've hung the working title ENDGAME (did I mention that before--I think I did). Working on a scene about a third of the way through the book, a pivotal one between Jani and John that I hope to hang onto come the revisions. The info needs to get out, and the scene is a good way to do it. I even worked out the next scene after that, and the next, as well as how to use it all as a bridge to get to a pivotal scene between Jani and Lucien. Haven't had one of those episodes in a while. Felt pretty good.

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<<I'm a midlife/midcareer writer, with all the angst, self-doubt, and professional concerns that entails. It's admittedly a relief to read that others are in the some boat, even though the hull leaks and there aren't enough seats and the lifeboats are nonexistent. No fun for any of us, iow, and while misery loves company, it doesn't provide the best of accommodations,>>


Even though I know the ups and downs of the biz it amazes/scares me that writers whose novels I really, really like are in this situation. Just doesn't seem fair.

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Even though I know the ups and downs of the biz it amazes/scares me that writers whose novels I really, really like are in this situation. Just doesn't seem fair.

Part of it, as msagara posted, is the growth process, which is something I'm learning by going through it myself and watching some fellow pros deal as well. Part of it is just life, I guess--I look at the number of books in the average superstore, and realize that not every author represented can make $100K a year. There's not enough money in the industry, and no one can predict with any regularity which books will hit. It's one of the frontlines of the entertainment industry, which means it's a crapshoot. Yea.