So, recently I realized that my job pays me money, and that I can actually exchange that money for books.
As my husband can attest to, I'm one of the cheapest people on Earth, so this was an actual epiphany for me. It all started with SILVER PHOENIX, then HUNGER GAMES... It was all downhill from there.
Now, I'm reading a book every 2-5 days, and my Amazon account is happily recommending even more exciting reads for me. I feel invigorated with all these new books (I'd been rereading old favorites or books that have been collecting dust since they were assigned to me in college), and am remembering how amazingly peaceful and wonderful it is to just sit down and have a read.
I've been stalling on my own writing. Sure, I'm waiting for my mom and husband to finish reading over my newly-revised Work In Progress before I go over it with that last fine toothed comb...
that doesn't mean I can't fix what I know needs to be fixed, or at the very least chip away at my new book, waiting patiently in the wings.
All of this wonderful and relaxing reading has relaxed me into Procrastinationville.
I am vowing here and now to post a "Work In Progress Wednesday" this week with actual updates to talk about. Reading other writers' blogs and hearing about their rising word counts and progress has silently prodded me into action.
I don't want to be a procrastinator, I want to be a writer. Sure, I know those things are interchangeable depending on day of the week, but I feel like it's time to stop stalling already and finish up LEGACY OF THE EMPRESS once and for all.
It's time for that lady to get out there onto the find-an-agent dating scene.
Wish me luck!
Do you guys ever have times like this where you have to just get off your butt already?