I'm trying to stay motivated. I've lacked even a shred of it in the last couple years. The passion that has always driven me took powder somehow (well I know how, but let's not dwell, shall we?) Oddly, it returned in the guise of an old friend I'd missed terribly. Historicals. Last time I wrote one was 10 years ago, and I want to write one now, badly. They'll be a challenge. ( ) My 'historical voice' is just gone and it will take some practice to get it back.
I can hardly wait. I'm excited. I know I'm a better writer now and part of me is a little scared. I'm used to shaving down the words for fast pacing and with historicals, its all about painting the picture with the richness of the period and voice.
Plus, I have a story I want to write again. The last couple haven't felt that way. But alas, I must wait still. I am writing the last Dragon One. I've been stalling for months, doing more plot tinkering than writing. Or just avoiding it altogether. That stops now.
My goal every year is to write and sell a book, so that hasn't changed, yet since this last D-1 book isn't sold, I've set a personal deadline of April first. I only have about 80 pages written now and I'm deteremined to meet it. Feel free to nag me at any given moment. I work better under pressure and I haven't been accountable in a while. Apparently, I need a bitch-slap every now and then.
So for me, its finish one book and write a second. It's the books themselves that are making the difference.
Signing off to write...