I’m trying to stay focused and work on my three draft books and complete a detailed story outline for my first novel. Instead, I find myself tinkering with the collection of erotic short stories I put together in January. Designing the cover. Changing the book title. Reading articles on self-publishing and formatting and display fonts. Redesigning the cover. Editing the short stories to make them more perspiration-worthy. But dammit, I’m not working on what I should be – the novels, the non-fiction that I really have to finish editing and get published this summer.

It’s not that I’m blocked, because I keep coming up with new book ideas. Every time I read the newspaper, there are strange things happening that call out for a blog post or a short story. But I have to stop farting around and get serious about finishing my multiple projects. Perhaps I’m taking this whole semi-retirement thing too seriously. My writing output has slowed down, which has never been an issue for me. Worrisome.

It’s more like I’m adrift. I miss the structure and motivation I got last year from A Novel Approach, when we had to churn out 3000 words every fortnight (love that word). Reading Vogler’s The Writers’ Journey was eye-opening. What a resource! It was helpful to know that there is a ‘higher purpose’ for why we write as we do, but it was as if having a structure codified slowed me down. Here is a simple schematic I found for The Hero’s Journey. Back to work. Writing is my work. I have to get back to work.

Here is Mr. Volgler in action:
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