One of the execs in my office has decided he needs his own theme song. He’s downloaded an app on his iPhone and every time he enters or exits his office, or picks up his phone, he plays said music. I told him yesterday that I might just kill him. I may or may not have been dead serious.
Thoughts on being a indie writer:
I’ve talked about how being an indie author is basically running your own business. Now that I’ve come back to the land of the living (also known as entering the second trimester of pregnancy), I’m trying to get a jump back on writing (5,000 words into book 3, ah-thank-you), recreating my author website, and slowwwwwly easing back into social media (God help me, I hate Twitter). But I also have real life to contend with…you know, the husband, the dog and cats, the friends, and my day job which has me working on another huge and expensive project as project manager (great for the experience, bad for the stress). I constantly find that I’m asking myself what’s the priority before I do something, whereas before it was all high priority and I would feel intense, debilitating guilt if EVERYTHING wasn’t completed within a certain time frame. Which is crazy. And a wee bit neurotic. So this is a great development for me because in six months, when my life changes again and I’ll have a little person to work around, I’ll need to become even more efficient in prioritizing.
I’m also thinking about letting my book blog go defunct. I love to read and it’s great to help out indie authors with reviews, but the truth is my first focus should be writing and reading for research on my own projects, not writing reviews on deadline and adding to my stress. I didn’t want to admit to myself how much work actually goes into book blogging…it’s basically a full time job! I really hate to let a pet project go, but I need to be realistic in how much I’m capable of. Because, as much as I hate to admit it, I’m not superhuman and at some point and time I must sleep.
Thoughts on being pregnant:
For the last few weeks I’ve been discouraged because my OBGYN kind of sucks and the 11 week appointment we had included a very unfriendly tech and a five minute ultrasound, where we had no idea what she was looking for and we didn’t get any pictures at all. It was becoming hard for me to feel connected to this pregnancy at all and the baby was starting to feel like some type of annoying growth rather than a human being. Fortunately, we went in for a 13 week checkup and the tech on duty was super nice and spent a lot of time with us waking up the baby, getting tons of pictures and guessing the sex. I left that appointment feeling like a million bucks and more importantly, finally feeling connected to the little being that keeps causing me to pee at four in the morning.
All in all, I’m glad that my life is slowly coming back together for the time being. I’m taking it day by day which is a totally new concept for me and am trying to enjoy life right now before the baby gets here.