It’s a job.

Time for brutal honesty now: it’s April and deadlines are coming.

Making time for writing has been harder and harder, while my various exams are ever closer. Who am I kidding, I’m still going to panic and cram a week before my tests, but the pile of responsibilities is becoming a mountain.

I know I’ve already talked about never stopping writing and here I went against my own advice. Classic, AS, classic.

The facts of the Case of The Absentee Writer are as follows:

  • 2 weeks without a word added to the manuscript
  • Email to editor still unwritten
  • Cover is just the bare bones of several sketches
  • Would-be-author nowhere to be found
  • But blog mysteriously updated (somehow seems easier to write this sad story of my life than the seriously cool novel I should focus on instead)

I’m guilty as charged in the sense that it’s my own fault there’s been no progress with the writing. Somewhere between 30 and 40k words, it’s become a part-time employment venture with very few benefits and no free workspace coffee or office supplies. Writing needs time-investment, energy, your sweat, blood and tears. You need to get it done. There are deadlines.

Now I’m getting back to it, catching up and moving forward.

It will be a job. But don’t allow it to become just a chore.

AS