Working, Working, Working

Posted By on January 26, 2010

I’m a little startled to be awake as I nodded off over the laptop–finally–at sometime after 6:27 this morning. I was supposed to meet friends today for lunch, but that didn’t work out so I’m back at the coffee shop, laptop in front of me, beloved dose o’caffeine at my side.

I’ve been reading a lot of the line I’m targeting, and can I say–if I don’t get some words down, I just might not. I’ve been pretty good all of my career at not comparing my books or my progress to anyone else. I get the apples and oranges aspect of doing that, but after a steady diet, I’m hoping I write that well. It’s a good thing because it means I’m reading good books, but a bad thing because I don’t need to lose confidence now!

I have another confession, and this may be sacrilege. It’s likely to sound arrogant, but I don’t mean it that way. (A sure sign arrogance is to follow? Oh, dear!) I loved Twitter when it first started. Not saying I love the “I’m eating an egg” posts, but really, the egg-ridden posts were few and far between. However, lately, when I’m out in a place that includes access, I log on to my Twitter account, and I’m smothered in self-promo. I get that people think that’s its best use, but I’m not sure I’ve ever bought anything from anyone doing a hard sell. I’ve bought plenty of books from writers whose voices came through in their Tweets, but I can’t find those kind of posts any more. It makes me sad.

So–confessions over–back to work before I get too scared to work that keyboard!

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