My goal this year is to write two hundred sixty five thousand words. For a pantser (a writer who writes by the seat of their pants) you have no idea how intimidating this is for me.
The reason there are so many words is because I made a classic newbie career writer error, I have too many series. Want short sexy contemporary, I’ve got it with my L.A. Nights Series. Want long, angst ridden, sexy contemporary, I have the Judgment Series. Want a mix of women’s fiction, legal thriller, and what one agent called issues fiction? I have the Casey Cort Novels.
But I’m learning, or have learned, that authors who write multiple book series are often quite successful. As it’s a marathon in a writer’s career, I’m aiming to add books to the series.
Fortunately for me and many writers I know, ideas are a dime a dozen. The hard part is truly sitting down and getting it done. My goals are ambitious. But hey it’s still (barely) January and it feels like I have all the time in the world to finish the L.A. Nights Series, and add one book each to the others.
So from here on out it will be ABC (apply butt to chair). There’s only one problem with the ABC philosophy of writing . . . .
My butt is spreading all over my desk chair and needs to move. Which brings me to my second goal of the year . . . .
My other goal is to get back to my pre-baby weight. I’ll spare you my child’s age—he has a birthday Sunday—but suffice it to say, he’s no baby.
I woke up two years after my son was born and wondered what in the hell had happened to my writing career. Out of the baby fog, I realized the publishing world was vastly different than it had been when I was pregnant and still active in the writing community.
So I put my toes back in the water and moved from the author of one book to the author of seven. But sitting in front of the computer all day instead of going to the gym, and yoga, and Pilates, and biking, and hiking, and running has not been great for my waistline.
In addition to trying to write a gazillion words, I’m also going to permanently put exercise back into my routine. For quite a few years, I’ve found these goals (health and a writing career) incompatible. But there has to be a way, right? Right?!
In 2015, I’m going to figure out just how that’s done. But . . . if you have any tips, I’m happy to take suggestions.