Quarterly Check-In

The first quarter of 2017 is just about over. The writing goals I set for the year are below. Accomplished goals are in green.

  1. Publish Brynnde
  2. Finish and submit Changers: The Great Divide
  3. Finish Hamlette
  4. Write another Sherlock Holmes story

I published Brynnde on February 9, and it’s been doing pretty well. Big blog tour coming up for it starting April 17, too.

As for the other goals . . . Sigh. I do keep trying to get back on track with The Great Divide (Changers 2). I’m about halfway done with it, but life keeps throwing stuff at me and halting my progress. Perhaps this is my challenge, my lesson for the year: perseverance.

I brought the first chapter of Hamlette to my critique group a couple weeks ago, and they really liked it. That’s something at least.

And the finished recording for my Sherlock Holmes audiobook should be ready any day now, too. So maybe I won’t have a new story out just yet, but there will be an audio version of the existing ones!

Small steps.

I’ve also started work on another Regency novel titled Faebourne. Not sure yet which of these projects is going to take precedence if/when I get the time to really sit down and focus and write. I feel an obligation to finish Changers 2, but it’s like dragging a mule through deep mud at the moment. In other words, not fun and fairly exhausting. And while writing is my job, I also do best at it when I’m enjoying it. I think you can tell the difference between something written by an author who was feeling the work and one who wasn’t, and I don’t want my books to fall into the latter category.

So we’ll see. I’m really hoping to get Changers 2 done by the end of April, May at the latest. It’s taking me far too long to finish. But my heart may yet carry me in a different direction. And part of being a writer is to follow where the heart leads.

WIP Wednesday

From my current Regency romance WIP Faebourne:

“Do you live here all the time?” Edward asked.

Duncan shook his head. “Only when the servants get bored.”

Richard cocked his head, and his gray eyes gleamed with bright interest. “You would not choose London over the country?”

Duncan sat back and sighed. “I don’t know,” he said after a minute’s rumination. “I’ve never had to choose.”

“But if you did? Have to choose, that is?” Edward asked.

Duncan considered. “Dove Hill is where I grew up. And it is roomier. I think… Yes, I would say I am more attached to it than here.”

“You would choose the country,” said Richard.

Duncan nodded. “Yes, I daresay I would.”

Upon later reflection, it seemed to Duncan that Richard and Edward exchanged a meaningful look when he spoke those words. But hindsight is always clearer, as they say, particularly after one has been kidnapped.