We’ve been going through all sorts of adjustments and changes here at home, and it’s taken a while to find our feet again. But I believe we have, and I think things are about to get into a regular routine. Maybe we’re not quite there yet, but we’re really close… close enough that I can begin working on settling in.
Over the last month or so, I’ve been working on getting more words written… more work published… more professional in my writing. And like most things in life, some of it has worked out all right, while some of it hasn’t. My wife and I have been working for quite some time to get rid of as much unnecessary debt as we can, and I think we’ve done a really good job of it. Downsizing to a smaller home in a more rural setting has reduced our overhead considerably, and it is so nice out here that we still come out and sit on the back patio just so we can enjoy the evenings together… watch the dogs play in the huge back yard, or watch the horses play in the field across the fence from us, walk the property to see what we have growing in the garden, or in the trees behind the fenced portion of the yard… so we can just be. And it’s been so great.
But it’s time to get back in the saddle. Time to get back to work. Now, in all the forums and blog posts that I read, people have a tendency to refer to their spouse as either DH (for Dear Husband) or DW (for Dear Wife). But I can’t see DW without thinking of the old cartoon, and my better half isn’t wild about me posting about her by name, so I’m going to refer to her as MBH (My Better Half). MBH and I have discussed it for a while, and we’re going to try a couple of things here. Today, she starts a new job. No details, as that’s her business and not for me to discuss with the world at large. The only reason I mention it is that it, along with the reduced overhead, and the little bit of money I bring in through my writing, is going to let us try something else.
As of today, at least for the time being, I am a professional author. Moreover, my job is to write and sell my stories. We will get up together in the mornings, get ready for work together, have breakfast together, and when she goes to her job, I will go to mine. The main difference will be that she has to drive to her office, while I will simply walk down the hall and crank up the laptop. Since this is the first time I have truly been able to treat this as a professional should, I have set some goals…
- I want to post a new blog entry every weekday. It will likely be small, only a few hundred words or so. And it won’t always be about writing. I’ve thought about this for quite some time, and while my initial idea was to treat this blog as a journal of sorts, detailing the lessons I learn about my writing, I’ve come to the conclusion that writing about writing isn’t likely to interest the average reader. So while there will still be updates on my writing, that’s not all I’m going to blog about. I’m going to be posting about life in general. The things that are going on in my life, that catch my interest, or quite possibly just observations and rants about life, the universe, and everything. J
- I will have a minimal daily word count that I absolutely WILL meet. Over the last month or so, it was a very modest 500 words per day. For June, I pledged 600 wpd. However, with this new change in our lives, I will immediately kick that up to 1000 wpd, with the goal of increasing it to 2000 wpd by the end of July. If I can hold that, it comes to more than 100,000 words every two months. Why is that number significant? Because it’s basically a novel every two months.
Now, I’m not fooling myself. I know that writing a novel every two months isn’t all there is to getting the work published. But if I can get to the point that I can consistently produce 2k per day, and do it in a matter of four to six hours, then I should also have a little time to work on edits, cover art decisions, publishing duties, and all the other myriad things that self-publishing entails.
So here I go. I’m in my office, starting my new job. Wish me luck, friends. I have a feeling I’m going to need it.