When
I posted that lightening quick update on Wednesday, I was pretty proud of
myself for getting that much done in those few short days. Unfortunately I haven’t
done much since then. I am going to blame it on the family coming over
yesterday and my need to clean the house all day Friday.
Here’s
how my weekly goals panned out:
1) Write 500 words on the second memoir – done, actually wrote 1,644
words.
2) Blog twice here and three times on the
Dino Chronicles – done
3) Promote my books on social media two
times - nope
4) Update Gofundme campaign for the
nonprofit’s trip to Kenya in the spring - yep
5) Update the nonprofit’s website – well,
not actually as I am now waiting for my daughter to get it together, but she
did ask me for an updated biography and picture of myself for her to post on
the website, so I did do that. I think I will say done.
6) Write the letters to donors from 2015
for income tax purposes – nope
Way
back in around 1994 I started writing a story and for some reason it has come back
into my head. The working title is “No Body Found”.
One
night, when I was still married to my first husband, we went out to eat and
were taking backroads home when we came upon a car accident. The car had
swerved off the road and was hanging over a rushing river – it was spring so
all the streams and rivers were swollen with snow run-off. The driver’s door
was open and it would appear that the driver had been thrown through the door
and into the river. Luckily three or four squad cars and other emergency
vehicles were already there, so there was nothing we could do. The next morning
the local radio station reported the accident, saying that “no body had been found
at the scene”. The driver however, was later found at home, safe and sound and
sleeping off a drunk. The picture of that car inspired a whole different story
for me.
Last
night I pulled the file out of my writer’s file cabinet. It is 60 hand-written
pages, and another file of character bios and a detailed map of the town and
surrounding area where they all live. I may start typing it up and see what
happens. Because having two books already written which need editing, 4,398
words written on my second memoir, and notes in another file for a second novel
is not enough on my plate. Argh. What is wrong with me?
I
don’t know, but I’m not going to think about it. I’m also not going to repost
my goals for the week, as I am going to keep them the same, with the addition
of starting to type up “No Body Found”. All I can say is that for once I have a
title for the latest project.
Do
you find yourself with too many goals to handle? And end up not accomplishing
any? Or are you able to juggle a litany of projects?
You know, I worried for a while that I was juggling too many writing projects, but after working with that for a while I have slowly come to accept that this is the way my brain works.
ReplyDeleteWhen I'm actively writing I try to focus on one or two primary projects, but even then ideas and thoughts pop up for other things. I decided to let them pop, and keep semi-organized notes for all the projects, however many my brain comes up with.
Yup, that's the way my brain works too. If there's one thought, there's a hundred.
DeleteI have a huge pile of projects and goals. I never accomplish everything, but I do make progress. I can't get over the amount of snow showing through your window in the photo. I've never seen a real white Christmas. Keep working on your goals.
ReplyDeleteWe hardly had any snow for Christmas. None until two days before and then only a couple inches. We used to have a couple feet by Christmas.
DeleteI have so many projects, most in the planning stage, that I don't know if I'll ever finish all of them. But I kind of like it that way. It means I'll always have something to work on.
ReplyDeleteAnd great job on meeting most of your goals!