I am not sure where the minutes and hours disappear to. My husband says that I am very bad at setting
priorities and often let other things take over when I have pressing deadlines
to accomplish. He might be right at that.
But does one really decide? Everything seems to be important.
I know for sure that my time sense is warped. I will tell
him that I will be in to watch TV with him in ten minutes. Several hours later, I am still typing
away. I enter the bedroom and he'll joke
"Who is this strange lady coming into my room?"
Currently, I am working on three new projects - a thriller
book and it's adjacent script- “The Unborn Witness,” and “A Matter of
Principle” --a true historical that I've been hired to write, but I also have
two scripts – “Mother-in-Law” and ”Match Made In Heaven”-- that desperately
need to be punched up, not to mention several other projects in the wings. I have
two lectures – On The Difference In Writing A Script vs a Novel” and “Mystery
Writing” - yet to prepare for a conference that I am speaking at shortly, as
well.* I am not really sure how I
balance them all, yet somehow I manage to get everything done on deadline.
I dutifully write out a schedule the night before. But do I
stick to it? Hell no. I wish I could be
more disciplined, but I'm not.
When I wake in the morning, after my darling husband brings
me coffee and breakfast in bed (he's definitely a keeper), the first thing I
reach for is my phone to see if there have been any earth shattering messages
during the night. Usually there's
nothing, but that doesn't stop me from then checking my emails. Some mornings I have over 500 to get through
from the day before. Most of them are
junk and I know it, but I dally here way too long. What I should do is set a timer and allow
myself only a hour - okay maybe an hour and a half - to go through them, but
there are days when I look up and it's noon!
I try to make whatever business calls I have during that
morning time, as well, but that's not always possible.
I hope I don't have any doctor or other appointments because
they have to fit in, as well. I also,
having just rejoined the gym, need to make sure I schedule time for that as the
exercise keeps the blood flowing. Sometimes my best writing thoughts come while
I am walking the treadmill or doing leg curls. (I make sure I always have a
notepad and pen in my bag.)
Sometimes it’s one in the afternoon before I actually get to
my writing.
Then there's the social networking. I am not a Facebook,
LinkedIn, Twitter addict, but my manager and publishing reps say that it's
crucial to keep my news and face in front of people and add to my fan
list. So I try doing that - at least
every other day. I also have to worry
about get books out for review, get interviews for my current books – The
Ultimate Writers Workbook For Books And Scripts” and “Against Her Will” –a ya
drama coming out in March, and write to libraries and schools to get my books
listed.
Then, of course, there is family. I am constantly torn about
spending time with them or spending time on my writing. My daughter has longed complained that I am at
the computer 24/7. That’s not really
true, but she seems to have some resentment against my writing, and is among
those who feel that if I am not making tons of money from my writing, I am not
successful. (I can’t tell how many times
she’s told me that I should just go back to nursing because it makes a decent
wage.) So I try to spend as much time
with her as I can. (Though being a teen,
she really doesn’t want to spend much time with her mother.) We have planned to set aside one afternoon a
week when we go shopping, the movies, or out to lunch. Let’s see if that works.
So, yes, I have devised a plan. I allow myself an hour and half (sometimes
two) on each project. I can do this
because I am a determined outliner and meticulously plot out all my
stories. I know then what chapters or
scenes have to be written now and what issues my characters have to address. If I get stuck, I go back to my character
biographies, but having detailed synopsis keeps me going full speed ahead.
Luckily, my wonderful man cooks dinner (or brings in take
out) so that I can spend more time writing.
He does like my presence with him, so, thank goodness for laptops, I
write in bed, while he watches television.
It’s a full day. At
times, I don’t go to bed until past midnight.
Since my wonderful manager, Italia Gandolfo, is a late night person, as
well, it’s often when I communicate with her.
Before going to sleep, I think about any scenes I had
trouble with or questions for my characters to address the next day. Sometimes, if I am lucky, I dream the answer
or it comes to my subconscious as I am in twilight. Of course, pen and paper rest on my
nightstand.
Ah, yes, a writer’s life never ends and I’m still not sure
where all the time goes.
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- and tell them you were referred by me.