Don’t laugh. There are a lot of y’all out there that have long-winded jobs, twelve hour days, six days a week. Y’all are amazing. But I’ve had major anxiety about getting even a small job for the majority of my adulthood, to the point of panic attacks. Even the thought of applying would bring me to the point of a panic attack. SO MUCH PANIC.
So the fact that I finally have one and am alive and not miserable and learning a lot about interacting with other people means a lot to me.
That’s why I disappeared again, but you know what? Irregular blog posts aren’t killer. I’m tired of feeling like I have to stick to the advice of blogging geniuses like Anne R Allen or Kristen Lamb. They’re awesome, but it’s not working for me, clearly, so it’s time to just unhook from that convention and do it the way I want. Irregularity! So I will post, don’t worry. I’m still around, especially on Twitter, and there’s something liberating to doing social media in a way I’m most comfortable with instead of the way I feel expected to go.
As for Dominant Race, the edits have begun! Also a novella is in the works, revolving around Lilia and Avari, as well as a short story collection. All good things. Meanwhile, making money is nice. Very nice.
Having a job has also shown me that I can and must get better about being diligent with my writing schedule. There are too many times I feel like, ah I can write in an hour. Three hours pass, and I’m still stalling. That needs to stop if I want to get real, and I am going to get real about this. As petulant or immature or whatever as that sounds, I need to actually realize that I can’t get where I want without actually working hard for it. It’s the same as this job! And I get that a little better now, which is all for the better.
Life experiences are important. Who knew. :P