I’m a sucker for punishment. To date, not only am I juggling my day job while attempting to write a new work in progress (two, to be honest), but also accepted a manuscript for beta reading (which I have to say is very engrossing), and the author wishes it back by the end of the month. Admittedly, the beta reading is taking up more of my time than anything else — mostly because of the looming deadline. On top of that, another writer sent me his published book and asked me to review it. Wow, for realz? That left me feeling quite chuffed that he’d want my opinion. But wait, there’s more. Just the other day, I decided to submit a short story to a fellow SF writer’s anthology collection. I know, for realz. And to think I’m more worried about the fact that I have to write a short story than the actual writing of it. You see, I’m not very good at writing shorts. So the most worrying part is trying to make it concise, compact, and still keep details intact and not make it sound like a police incident report.
And then someone asked me if I was planning on participating in the NaNo write thingy. Until a year ago, I had no idea of what that meant, other than it being an iPod. But my answer was an emphatic “NO.” While I find real joy in writing, creating worlds to fall into, and bringing to life characters (who I think are unforgettable), I have no desire to be pressured into writing. Deadlines, I appreciate, but NaNo write to me feels like an ultimatum. For me, writing is a passion, not a job — I got one of those already and it sucks. The moment it starts to feel like a job, where I have to clock in and shoot out so many words a day, that’s when all my creative energies exit stage left. Don’t get me wrong; I can appreciate the purpose of the competition; it hones your skills and offers motivation to write, with pep talks and forums, and so forth. But, it’s just not for me. Generally, I’m not the most competitive person out there. And with all the other stuff going on, the last thing I need is the pressure of: I have to write.
So, as I whittle down my to-do list (not likely to happen since it keeps growing), November will see me diving into my WIP (Oh, yah, and the short story), keeping to my own pace and my own deadlines…and playing with my new puppy, Jax, who is most entertaining between breaks for air.
So, I am "pleasantly" under pressure by choice. Hmm, now I can’t seem to shake that song by Queen out of my head.