Showing posts with label working and writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label working and writing. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Switching Hats

Like most of us on this list, I imagine, I have been writing since I was really little. Poems, stories, and later, novels. I have always been at work on something. This started in third grade and continued not only through high school and college, but also into my working life. I graduated with a degree I would never use and spent my life before the kids came along working at entry level jobs: clerk typist, receptionist, educational aide. I am not knocking these jobs or the people who do them. A lot of these positions require both juggling and mind-reading skills -especially depending on the manager- and I respect everyone who does this type of work.

My goal, though, was to find positions that paid well enough, but that would not accidentally spring-board me into a career. Entry level was my best bet. And I know I chose every job I ever had, even when I went back to the work force when my kids were old enough, for the conservation of mental energy. If I had had a career that demanded 100 percent of my attention 100 percent of the time, I would have nothing left for writing.

And writing has always been the thing for me, something always present, always at the back of my mind. I know you all understand what it's like to have characters living in your brain, to watch snippets of scenes in your mind, or catch a particularly brilliant line of dialogue running through your head. I needed my brain free enough to receive all of those wonderful creative impulses, so I took work that would not interfere with the signal.

Now, however, the old brain (and I do mean one that is aging) is not quite as agile and versatile as it once was. I decided to try something new, went back to school, and now have a part-time position in the health-care field. Although my responsibilities do not entail a person's life or death, they do involve accuracy, precision, and hands-on patient care. In other words, my mind needs to be totally focused on my work. All of the time.

Because of that, I need to shut down the creative signal when I am on the job. This is the first time in my life I have ever done this, and it is playing havoc with my writing when I am at home in front of my keyboard. It's driving me crazy. Switching the writing flow on and off is not easy for me, and when I do a day at work, it is hard to settle back into my story when I have the next day off. And vice versa. I sometimes go into the office with my head crammed full of story details and it is the devil's own work to clear that out so I can pay attention to my professional tasks.

So I am asking, no, begging for help. How do all of you handle this constant switching? If you are not home earning a living through your writing, if you are still holding down a day job, how do you do it? I'd sure love some advice or some tips. In lieu of a split personality, I could use some serious coping skills!

Friday, March 14, 2014

My Aching Writing Life!

Greetings, all!

It's my turn once again to post.

I almost didn't make it. Even with the multiple reminders that pop up to warn me ahead of time. But I have reasons.

I'd read back in January that 2014 was going to be a very chaotic year. And is it EVER!

I'm always mentioning in my newsletters how busy I am. But 2014 has punched 'busy' in the face and made him step up his game. Life since January has been Super Busy! (Just when I thought I'd had my fill of it, it raised the stakes on me!)

Busy is not a bad thing. Beats being bored any day. But there are limits. And while I've been doing writer type things as part of all the 'busy', I've not gotten any actual writing done for months. :(

My day job is in accounting. And for the last two years, my company has been working to get in line with audits, systems, processes, and all sorts of other things. Overtime has been plentiful...and ongoing. Then I added more - Inner Demons was picked up by Mundania Press late last year. Hadn't expected to hear from them for months as getting a contract is a fabulous thing, but also normally means you've now been put in a long cue and will need to do more waiting before your book rolls into the editing phase and beyond. Well, imagine my surprise when they assigned me an editor right away and we got cracking!

So overtime at work, overtime at home. Then having to go over the final version for that last pass for finding last minute mistakes before the book hits print. (Water heater broke and we were without electricity for over half a day during the weekend so they could fix it - best blessing ever! I made sure to charge the batteries on my laptop so I could do my last pass while they shut the power down - 6 hours straight I would not have gotten otherwise! Booyah! (The kids were twitching from 'lack of internet' withdrawal though.) Heh heh)

A month goes by, overtime waxes and wanes but does not go away. I do some side web work for one of my publishers and their host has been hacked. Been battling changed files and other issues for MONTHS. I swear there's something major getting mucked over there almost every week!

Inner Demons is RELEASED! Now I've got to juggle work and promoting a new book! (Been doing abysmally at the second part. Wah!) Convention season starts. More overtime at work.





Noooooo! Edit sessions for Jewel of the Gods (no web page for this one yet) comes up and smacks me in the face! (Another novel I'd already been contracted for but this one is with Zumaya Publications. I'd put some edit sessions on the editor's calendar for Feb thinking all my year end accounting stuff would be done by then but... HAH!)

So here's how the last 3 weeks have run... 9 to 10 hours doing accounting work, come home, shove dinner down my throat, 2 hours online editing sessions, 1.5 hours of TV to detox, go to bed and sleep. Rinse and repeat. Throw in 3 day conventions and taxes coming due, and I've plenty to keep me off the streets and out of trouble. lol.

This is what I've felt like lately.

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 Heh heh heh.

But I will SURVIVE! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

(Yes, step away from the nice writer lady. Do not make eye contact. She can smell your fear.)

Have an awesome weekend!!!!! (I'll be working...:P)