Who has time to write?

I mean, really, who? With children, a spouse, a full time job, chores, etc… how can we be expected to take on what amounts to a second job to write? Hobbies aren’t a second job, but if you ever want to be a professional writer, you have to take your “hobby” and make a job out of it… killing it as a hobby.

I loved cooking, became a chef, and killed my hobby. I loved brewing, became a brewer, and killed my hobby. I’m not sure I “love” writing. I’m obviously not doing all that much of it in my free time, like I did with cooking and brewing. But I’m pretty good at it. I’d been thinking maybe it was a bright idea to take something I liked doing but didn’t necessarily love doing, and make a job out of that, because it would leave me with hobbies it was easier to build up momentum to do…

but while I think I have the chops to be a writer, I don’t have the will to fight the inertia, or the passion to basically take on another job.

So maybe I’ll never be a writer. I don’t know.

One thing I really hate about being older is how everything piles on everything else, making things a lot harder to shake up or start anew. I don’t want to give up on writing, but having expectations for myself that I’m obviously incapable or unwilling to live up to isn’t healthy, either.

I’m reading two *very* voice-y novels at the moment, and I’m developing serious anxiety about my WIP.

… reminding myself a final draft and a first draft read *very* different.

I’m starting a book I’ve never read by one of my favorite authors tonight.

And it isn’t disappointing.

I love that feeling.

Let’s just say, Denture Dan is not the kind of guy whose name you want to say three times in front of the mirror.

Let’s just say, Denture Dan is not the kind of guy whose name you want to say three times in front of the mirror.

Writing progress for tonight:

1 new submission

5 queries for a story I submitted simultaneously on 10/31 - lots of radio silence there…

My “writing” for this evening consisted of going over the editorial notes for a short story that is being published this spring and making necessary changes.

I followed that up with reading the submissions from both of the guys in my writing group before our meeting Sunday.

That was topped off with going over the preliminary notes that one of them made on my submission.

Now it is time for bed, and a book.