Let's Pretend It's Fall

I don’t remember August. I know, it just happened, it was existing a few days ago, but I have little memory of it.

I came home from Scandinavia and crashed. Looking back at what I had planned for the past month, it’s clear that delusion must have struck me while carving out my schedule. Draft Block for the first book in a new contemporary queer romance was supposed to begin two weeks ago. To give you an idea of my current chaotic mental state, I’ve rescheduled it to begin in NOVEMBER. Finishing my next two poetry books is still on the calendar, but now it’s hovering around Spring of next year.

Between now and then, I plan to do a few things. A query push for my finished romance trilogy, maybe devote one day a week to that. The rest of the time (that isn’t taken over by home maintenance and improvements) is what I’m calling “Project Downtime.” New romance series book is the primary project, and when I’m not actively working on it (like when it’s set aside after the first draft, or off being beta-read or edited, etc), my focus will be on a secondary project of my choosing. This could be the homebrew Tales from the Loop campaign I’m working on, or those upcoming poetry books, or any of the several horror or fantasy novel ideas that I haven’t had time to flesh out.

It's a gentler approach than I’m used to, which I suppose I simply have to accept in my old age. Feels right, though. Coinciding with the quieting of the seasons.

In the meantime, you can always read my poems! A Year Without a Season is out now, and it’s my favorite collection of poetry so far. You can find it on Amazon in paperback and ebook. I know it’s not much, but hopefully it’s enough for now. Before you know it, we’ll be celebrating Halloween (some of us are ALREADY celebrating Halloween), then Thanksgiving, and we’re into the holidays and everything gets gummed up anyway. So don’t be too hard on yourself if you, like me, find yourself floating, if that’s what it takes not to flail.