Managing Time
Not sure what is going on here . . . I’ve not had a sense of urgency with my writing for a few months. Perhaps, getting and losing an agent did something to my psyche. I’ve had several agents, now gone. Is it this feeling that I’m a loser? I really cannot point to a sales record and say I’m a good bet to anyone. But, always, in the past, I could safely attest, I’ll keep writing and producing and certainly something will stick. It has been my philosophy that the only thing that helps the current pain of not selling is to write the next book. I’ve been in a constant state of “writing the next book” for a while now. At the end of 2022 I did an assessment—what we all do, a looking back. On the homefront I’d managed to finally get my own place. This is after YEARS of communal living in small places. The fact that I now live in a Tiny House seems inevitable—but it wasn’t easy. And never once did it seem inevitable, a slam dunk, or even possible. The very idea that I’m sitting here in a...