We writers believe that we must produce words on a daily basis. LOTS of words. We'll take anything, but dammit, we want mass quantity!
I chatted the other evening with a couple of fellow authors. Our review coordinator (you're GREAT, Regan!) mentioned the fact that I have a release out about every month this year. (I'll list these at a later date when I need to stroke my ego. I don't have time right now. *grins*) And I told everyone that even then...I felt as if I could do more.
And I wasn't the only one.
We're not machines. And even if I cranked out 6000 words a day, I'd probably still feel this way. My brain would be leaking out my ear, but what the hell? There would be precious words.
On days where I do write at least 4000 words, it's rather like turning on a faucet at full speed. Then as the day and words wear on...it slows to a trickle. When the water's gone...so are the words.
But what is the frustration level when the well is dry that day? Pretty damn high.
We are all aware that our books won't be out in the public's eye forever. But the more we ARE in the public eye, the better our name recognition and sales will be. I've said before that I'm slightly freaking out about not having another full release until July of next year.
Is that too long?
For someone who has so many out this year...it sure feels like it.
How far is TOO far between releases?
And do you feel the same way? How many times do you feel satisfied that you've done all you could do that day?
By the way, I didn't write ANYTHING yesterday. It was "clean the house" day.
Overdue. Believe me. *ahem* House is happy. Can't say I thrilled the chickens any.
3 months ago