My real job started again today. Well, actually, it never technically stopped. I just stopped. That's the beauty of freelance work, right? If you don't do, it just doesn't get done. I've promised my boss it will, and it will, just not by the time classes start on, er, Monday.
I suspect, due to a rush job that needs to be completed in the next 6-7 weeks, I won't be here quite as much. It makes me very sad to admit this because it also means I won't have as much time for my own writing. And while I'm taking a creative writing class, I don't imagine it will affect my work for NaNoWriMo this year.
I've been saying it all summer, but I need to prioritize. I have a job with a definite deadline, and another one with a loose deadline. I'm training a new employee at the publisher today and tomorrow, and I'll be her go-to person when she has questions. Plus classes. Plus writing. Plus husband. Plus laundry and cleaning and cooking and, oh, I should probably start going to the gym again.
But not necessarily in that order.
In addition to my entire life that needs order and structure, I think my writing life does, too. At the moment, I'm trying to follow too many blogs (and I love most of them and don't want to give them up!), have my own blog which I have already let slip over the past couple of days, working on helping out the folks in my new online critique group, putting my work over there, and, oh yeah, keeping up with my editing and planning for NaNoWriMo. *whew* Again, not necessarily in that order. Unfortunately, for the past couple of weeks, other tasks from this list have trumped my own writing, and I'm not thrilled about this.
Oh, and no where in there did I mention reading. I'm currently reading a memoir—Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bordain—an MG—Princess for Hire by Lindsey Leavitt—and Stephen King's On Writing is calling to me. Oh, and a novel I won on GoodReads—No Place for Heroes by Laura Restrepo—and the novel I won from a FB contest—The Handbook for Lightening Strike Survivors by Michele Young-Stone. And The Possessed by Elif Batuman, which I've been yearning to read for months and recently got my hands on. Ack!
So, my attempt to organize and prioritize continues. I think in addition to setting a minimum number of hours to work each day on the editing side, plus assuming I might do some school work here and there :) I'm going to set myself weekly goals for reading and writing. Hopefully this will take the daily pressure off if I need to spend more time on my German, or the formatting on my editing job isn't working and takes twice as long as it should. The writing will happen—it always does—but motivation to edit the text afterward tends to be elusive, and that's what needs to happen most right now.
Okay, ramble over. We now return you to your regularly scheduling blogging.
How do you prioritize your life? How do you fit writing into your (presumably) already hectic schedule?
PS—If you're doing NaNoWriMo this year, feel free to add me as your buddy. I'm Rosie-C over there :)