I'm going to start working on my YA again. I haven't actually written anything new on it yet (no, that would be too easy), but for the last two nights I've dreamed about it. No story -- more plot and what will make it work. Weird, huh? I'm taking this as a sign that I need to dip back into it.
Suz and I came up with a writing pact. I'm blogging it because I need it public to keep me honest and living up to my part. Every week we must turn in a new chapter (due on her Sunday). Ugh -- actual work. What will I do?
I've told her that I might switch between books. At least that gives me a little leeway if I need to write something else and take a break for a while.
My writing discipline is sadly lacking at the moment. I will get my mojo back. I'm going to rock this hard.
That means that I have to stop reading so much (or not - ha! How could I give that up?). This month I've read 16 books so far (and it's the 21st). Sheesh, I'm behind. That's not even one a day! ;)
So only (maybe) five more books this month and the rest of the time I really do need to write. Really. I do. I need to stop reading, already. And talking about writing, and do it.
Off to work.