I am a classic extrovert. I crave conversation, real human interaction, and working in person with people. I also work from home. And this has been a hard for me because I am at my happiest when I am interacting with people. I’m at my lowest when I am isolated.
I’ve had this weird shift recently that has required an adjustment of attitude. I’m used to thinking of myself as being at the bottom of the hierarchy, as someone who doesn’t give instruction, but receives instruction.
I think we all have those writing projects that we start and never finish, or leave with the intention of coming back to. I’ve been writing online for seven years, and over that time, there have been a few dropped projects. So here they are, in no particular order, and a brief overview of why I’m not going back to them.
As some of you know, I used to vlog about books on a youtube channel. It was 2014, and I was energized by a new years resolution to vlog twice a week. So I started filming on my computers webcam and editing in Windows Movie Maker. Flash forward two months, and my hard drive is fried and I’m left with a warning that my computer wasn’t able to process that kind of work, and that I needed a more powerful computer to achieve my dreams of YouTube stardom.
This weekend was an exercise in indulgence. I didn’t go to the gym, or run errands, or do much of anything other than enjoy myself. Did I use the excuse of my birthday to genuinely have fun? Absolutely. Do I regret it? Absolutely not.
I’ve talked before about how trying to be the best version of myself was burning me out, and this is still accurate. Having an overwhelming list of things to do everyday to be the “best” is a great way to become disenchanted with self improvement. But birthdays can be a great way to start anew.
It’s my birthday, so let’s look back on some of the things I learned when I was 24.
As my novel has been placed on the back burner for the last several months, I want to seriously dedicate time to it. I haven’t updated my second draft since the beginning of May, which kind of hurts my heart since this was supposed to be “my year” to work on it.
I haven’t been writing.
I haven’t been reading.
I haven’t been…doing anything, really.
Background: My current work in progress was a NaNoWriMo project from 2016. Allow me to present you with an incomplete timeline, and the things I’m currently doing to get this book ready for potentially querying.