I promised myself I was going to dive head first into my To Be Read pile as soon as I finished the first draft of DANGEROUS PURSUIT, but I can't seem to get out of the creative mode. I spent last night cutting a previously completed manuscript down to 262 pages so it would better fit the new Intrigue word count. I also did some brainstorming on upcoming projects.
Apparently I save my lethargic, I don't want to write ANYTHING moments for those precious moments right when I'm in the middle of writing manuscript that needs to be finished on deadline.
I have a keen sense of time running out, I think. I realize I'm only in my early forties and a lot of highly prolific writers didn't start selling until they were much older, but I've been working at this goal of publication since I was in my late twenties, and I feel as if so much time has slipped away when I could have been establishing myself. So now that my foot's in the door, I want to be prolific and successful.
And, I must admit, I'm also highly competitive. I have a lot of friends who are fast writers, and I don't want to lag behind. I want to write three or four books a year, have them all be brilliant and sell every one of them. Of course, that may be a tough goal to reach, given my demanding day job, but I like to set my sights high.