I have a plan and ten weeks stretching out before me waiting to be filled.
It’s a simple plan.
- Revise some books.
- Approve a final edit (or two)
- Write another Solstice Dragon World novel.
- Work with my cover artist for the new fantasy series in the works
- Update a few files
- Paperback the Standing Stone series (at least two of them. The rest I’ll shoehorn in as the year progresses.)
- Hardback the Solstice Dragon World novels
- Sail a lake or two
- Ride the tandem bike a few hundred miles
- Beta read (provide feedback) a novel for a fellow writer
- Write three blog posts
- Write three newsletters (which you can join by clicking the Sign Up! tab at the top)
Today was Day One. This is how I did.
- Two thousands words written on the final chapter of The Wielder’s Grimoire, book 5 of Standing Stone.
- Six chapters revised.
- This is post number one. I’ll give myself half a credit at this point.
- I did exercise, just not on the tandem bicycle or the sailboat (treadmill today)
- Finalized the paperback version of The Sharded Boy (won’t publish it until I have The Shifter Shard ready to go as well)
Not bad for Day One.
Tomorrow will be more productive.
- Another two thousands words (or more. I won’t argue against more.)
- Two more chapters revised
- Probably another treadmill day or yoga. I’ll know when I wake up which is the best option. Probably treadmill as it tends to warm me up for writing
- Complete the preparations on The Dragon Question‘s file for hardback version.
- Start the prep on the hardcover image
- Start the June newsletter
I know this is not the most exciting post I’ve made, but I’m in the mood for organizing. It’s sort of like the nesting activities of a pregnant women close to term. I need to get things situated, their order of importance figured out and anything that only takes a day or two out of the way to make room for the big stuff on the horizon.
Ironically, I don’t write from an outline. My books tend to flow like a river from the headwaters on a mountain. Words trickle in and gather into sentence rivulets. The rivulets join and make a stream. More streams rush on and form a narrow river that then cuts high banks to its final destination. Novel.
