It seems like time is rushing by so fast I can barely keep track of the days.
I noticed two days ago that I had a calendar stuck on October. As I regretfully flipped past November, I wondered where all that time had gone.
Had I used it wisely?
Had the hours been spent doing something good and/or worthwhile?
I think so. Two weeks of October were spent traveling to and from and attending a week-long workshop on the coast of Oregon. The over-arching theme of the workshop was "Time," and how authors--especially indie authors--don't have enough of it to do everything they want to accomplish. I came away dazed, and with my head so full of information that I thought it would explode.
In November, I finished working on a piece of fiction that I wrote over the span of three years, mostly because the main character wasn't ready to move on. I can't force characters to reveal their secrets until they are ready. However, I managed to publish Mended by Moonlight on the last day of the month.
I also traveled to attend a family Thanksgiving celebration. That was very nice. I may spend Christmas Eve with that side of the family again.
Now I'm starting a new story. The challenge there is to break away from everything else I do and make time for writing it.
I have so many plans for things to do in the new year: cover re-dos for better branding, writing, marketing, learning. I have to focus hard and pick the most worthwhile projects and endeavors.
What do you do with your time?
Oh Time, where art thou? I try to set time aside each day to write, but with so many people living in my house right now, my time is often not my own. The up side of that is that life is not boring around here. hugs~
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