I’m beginning to think I need a breather. I can be a bit OCD at times, especially while writing a book. I get so far into my characters’ heads I can’t turn it off, and when someone asks me if I’m making dinner I’ll answer, “I have to question this guy.” Of course, later I don’t recall saying that.
If any of you were at the January meeting, you heard me declare this was the year I’m getting published. I’m determined more than ever to make writing my career.
Currently, I’m trying to get an agent. As of two weeks ago, I started doing serious research on finding the right one, someone who can get me the type deals I need to do this full-time. On my end of it, I’m willing to put in thirty hours writing each week on top of a full-time job, which sometimes means I see text on the wall…
I sound obsessed, don’t I? I am. So now, as I look for the right agent, I’m getting OCD again. I’m stuck on little things like the perfect query, detailed synopsis, proper format, and adequate word count, so much that I had a dream the other night about it. In this dream (nightmare), I kept typing in my password and getting the error, “NOT ENOUGH WORDS.”
Okay, after this dream I decided it’s time to take a step back and a day off.
Do you ever find yourself so engrossed you have … episodes such as these?