I think I’m going to have to stop blogging so much. It is something I really enjoy doing yet it is a big commitment, thinking of something to write, remembering to publish and all that, especially since I am supposed to be part time. I’ve been blogging every work day for nearly four years now. I think I am addicted. I may even have a problem.
It has become part of my daily routine. Other than during the A-Z challenge I tend to have the weekends and holidays off yet when I am not writing I miss it. I like getting my thoughts out of my head. I like trying to put things that I have found interesting into a short story. I try to imagine that I am narrating these stories to an unseen audience though I do have a regular and global readership.
The reason that I need to stop blogging so much however is because I am in the middle of trying to write another book. Not that my first book was a runaway success, far from it, but rather because I have these thoughts running wild in my head that I want to get out. The new book is like a child growing on the pages. It started off as a very small seed and now seems to get bigger every day. I am sure I can feel it kicking. Thoughts and phrases for the work keep popping into my head as I am doing other things. I have to mail myself so that I don’t forget them.
I have even resorted to writing things on post it notes and sticking them on the outside of my Chromebook.
I’m not sure that I have the capacity to write the book and blog at the same time, though I have found it difficult to write in anything but short bursts. Five hundred to a thousand words would seem to be within my range. At that rate it is going to take some time. I have set myself the objective of a book around one hundred thousand words long.
My blog is good for my book however and writing my book is good for my blog. I am in a quandary.
I have a plan. I have laid out the framework and have penned the bulk of the words. It is a good start.