Then there’s that flip side. (Sigh.)
I hate feeling like I should always be doing something blog-related. I visit other blogs and leave comments and subscribe to a few, but I hate that time is so limited and I can’t read everything out there. I hate that I find it hard to implement so many of the phenomenal ideas available. I hate trying to come up with thoughts to expand upon and don’t like when my blogging software won’t do what I need it to do. I can’t stand how long it takes me to format a post because I can’t manage to keep it simple and not worry about it looking perfect. (Professional appearance counts, right people? I also can’t believe I think about writing so much, I now automatically write ‘write’ instead of ‘right’ on too many occasions, lol.) Promo gets on my nerves, but it is a necessary evil that I enjoy once I’ve gotten past the annoying background work that goes into it.
Finally, I (sometimes) strongly dislike how, in so many ways, writing has consumed my life. I think about it all the time: stories, blogs, promo ideas, the next story, revisions, synopses, e-pubbing, self-pubbing—WHY AM I DOING THIS?! Then something comes together: a scene, a blog-post; that one sentence in my query I couldn’t get right before. Helping someone with the skills and knowledge I’ve acquired in the years since I got myself into this gig. The joy and satisfaction that comes from a reader who ‘got’ what I hoped to convey in any piece I’ve written. And there it starts again: I remember why I truly love it all way more than I can ever hate it and will probably stay with it for a long, long time.
Thanks, again, Jana, for air-time here—and for letting me vent, lol!