Everything Changes

Tuesday, and this week progresses. Time is running out on my deadline for Royal Street Reveillon, so I really need to buckle down and get to work. No more excuses. I finished the revision of Chapter 16 yesterday and started Chapter 17; there are eight chapters to go, and nine days left in the month. This is utterly and completely do-able, of course; it’s a matter of making myself do it, quite frankly, and not allowing laziness or some other shiny object get in the way.

And trust me, Constant Reader, there are plenty of shiny objects in the life of one Gregalicious.

It’s gray and raining this morning in New Orleans; naturally, I didn’t want to get out of bed. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to work at home again, or to simply go back to having an out-of-the-house part time job, like I used to have. It’s funny how I never seemed to have enough time during the day to get all the things done I needed to get done; but I suspect the truth was I always put things off because, since I didn’t particularly or especially need to budget my time, it seemed like I had all the time in the world to get the things done that I needed to get done….until I started running out of time; I do remember horrifying mornings when I glanced at the wall calendar and realized, oh no, the book is due next month and I’m not even half-way finished.

Obviously, for me, the ideal would be to get back to that place; where the at-most time spent away from the apartment during the day would be a maximum of twenty hours per week, not including errands or the gym. I like to dream that when and if I ever get into that position financially again, that’s when I’ll start working on ambitious writing projects that might take months or years to research; that I’ll continue writing the things I love to write and creating stories and characters that I enjoy, and the big and exciting books I want to write will get written.

Hope springs eternal.

But I also have to get past my tendency towards procrastination, which is exacerbated by my own laziness.

Ah, well.

I suppose I should get back to the spice mines.


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