I do not have a book in progress.
It’s strange. Since I started writing Obsidian in 2014, I’ve been moving from one book to another constantly. There were times when I’ve had multiple books in progress at, sometimes two or three. But now, for the first time in a decade, the slate is completely clean. No other books in progress. No other stories in development. No ideas spinning in my “idea agitator.” I have plenty planned for pre-publication reviews and promotion, but as for actually writing – nothing.
This is weird.
I suppose the common sense thing would be to take a break and focus on that marketing for the Singularity release, which I will. I’d like to work on short stories as well, and it might be a good idea to take advantage of that. I know another idea will come. It always does. My job now is to promote and support what’s out there and what’s to come until the next idea emerges.
Still, it’s strange to be a writer who isn’t writing. It’s one thing to be on a break between drafts, or waiting to hear back from beta readers, reviewers, editors, and cover artists. That’s exciting and fun, and the story is still there, living in a parallel universe with you. I guess it still is in the promotion phase, but it’s different because it’s done, and I can’t do any more with it. My editor deemed it “good to go,” and you have to let go at some point. I realize I’m clinging to this one, so it’s time to release it to the rest of the world.
So I will. I’ll promote, work on shorter fiction, open my senses to the rest of the world, and give my muse space to create that next novel. And maybe, for the first time in a long time, I’ll actually enjoy summertime.
That’s all today. Take care, and have a great week.
Bye!