I’m procrastinating. I don’t particularly like it when I do, but I’ve come to accept that I am choosing to get the most out of the present moment and deal with the future in the future. I imagine you know a thing or two about procrastinating yourself so I will save you having to endure any self-help tips on how to deal with procrastinating, especially since I may not be the best role model. Instead I want to share what I’m procrastinating about in hopes I can motivate myself.
One thing that is particularly annoying about this procrastinating is I’m doing it over something I love to do. It’s one thing when you put off doing your taxes but this has to do with my writing. When I write my books I go through as many drafts as I think each book needs and then send it off to my editor who does her editing and then I go through the book again.
My editor is backed up and she won’t be able to read my next book until May. I need to book times 6 months in advance with her and hope that by the time her availability rolls around I have a book for her. Fortunately, I have finished my drafts for the May book and I have another reserved spot in June and I’ve finished the book for that as well. For those of you who are following the series you will be happy to know there are two more books in the pipeline and A Lesson in Mystery and Murder ought to be making its debut next month.
My issue is with September. I have a date booked then with the editor and a couple of days ago I decided what the title of the book would be. I’ll have to hold you in suspense about that for now, but once I have the title I know enough about the book to start writing. My books are truly mysteries for me, because much like you as a reader, all I know when I start is the title and the rest unfolds for me as I make my way through the book.
I’ve actually had the title for this September book for awhile, but I’ve been reluctant to start it as it intimidates me. It’s not that I’m writing about rocket science, but I have chosen a topic that while I know a thing or two about it, I feel like I am going to be swimming in the deep end and truthfully, I’m not much of a swimmer.
I do like challenging myself. The book that is coming out in March (A Lesson in Mystery and Murder) is about mystery writers and while I consider myself a member of that clan, I’m not exactly in good standing. In the book I have cameos by Sherlock Holmes, Hercule Poirot, Sam Spade and a bunch of other sleuths whose pay grade is far above my own. So, I’m not against swimming in the deep end, but this September book is already calling forth my inner critic who has started drafting bad reviews. It’s hard to go forward when I stack the deck against myself, but now that I've shared this with you, I’m going to hunker down now and get back to the book. I’m already on page 3 so I’ve made some progress.
One thing I’ve learned about writing is there are days I wake up and can’t wait to get to it and other days I wake up and am happy to wait. Either way, I’ve learned what every therapist learns - the way to resolve something is through it not around it. But, first you often try the roundabout passage. So, I now that I’m done skirting the issue and had a swim I’ll get back to it. I’ll keep you posted.