It’s time once again for insecure writers, typing out their fears, thoughts, questions or any combination thereof. Join us by going to the home page, or maybe it’s the mother ship (you decide). Here’s the link because my WordPress is acting hinky today: IWSG.
Our awesome co-hosts today are Nancy Gideon, Bob R Milne, Doreen McGettigan, Chrys Fey, Bish Denham, and Pat Garcia!
My current fear, concern, nervous meandering is related to getting everything done–time. Do I sound like a broken record? I feel like I do. I’m wrapping up another summer break, and I still haven’t completed nearly the amount of writing I wanted to get done. I “finished” the first draft of my second book, and it’s resting, but I’d hoped to already be editing it by now, but I’m still a week or two away. I am revising my first book again, but I’d hoped to be done with that as well. My writing time will be less than half of what I get during the summer and I’m already 1-2 months behind where I’d hoped to be by this time. Argh… Now, I know the deadline is self-imposed, and it’s not the end of the world, but I am super aware of my free times and my busy times based on schedule, and I’m approaching the busiest time of year for a teacher, and I’d rather be writing. Sad face.
What do you guys do to balance your busy times of year with your writing?
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Time for the news–da da da dum. *Giggle* A week or two ago I was feeling all James Earl Jones when I typed that, but now I’m hearing big drums. Dramatic, huh?
First up, AMAZING photos. These are identified as the best travel photographs/photographers of the year, and I so agree. Love, love, love!
http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-33682404
Um, serieskiter. Read it, and the translation of that word will become clear. I am such a middle school teacher or maybe it’s a student. *Snort*
In science news, traveling backwards in time could produce doppelgangers. So cool. Read it through to the ten year example–twins that take each other out, leaving just the original? Mind totally blown.
http://www.livescience.com/51648-how-time-travel-would-work.html
That’ll do it for yet another week. The last full one before I have to go back to work–big inhale. You should feel sympathy for me, but I know that the majority of you do not have summers off, so my whining falls on very deaf ears. I get it. Still sucks, but I get it. See you in seven.
kimlajevardi 
I had that problem back when I used to do NaNoWriMo. November is not only NaNoWriMo month, it’s also sheep breeding season. And deer hunting season. So I’m distracted by my writing with the need to corral the sheep in pens away from the woods so they don’t disturb my deer hunters, dragging the correct boy sheep to the groups of girl sheep while preventing those exciting escapes that result in lambs with no daddies, and all that fun stuff. Maybe I should write a NaNo novel about a serial killer who was driven to madness by constantly escaping sheep.
That’d be hilarious/scary. 🙂
I stick to my to-do lists and I adjust my goals if life gets in the way since I have to be realistic about my output.
That realistic part of my goals sometimes needs work. Oh, then there’s sticking to my to-do lists. Hmm….
Writing & revising always take me 3 times longer than I think they will. Instead of being disappointed, focus on what you *have* accomplished and your pages’ quality not quantity.
Travel photos made me very happy I don’t travel. My little flat is safe and cozy. The news about Norway’s golfing problem is too funny!! The doppleganger article hurt my tiny, tiny brain…
Good advice about my focus, Lex. I always get stressed as summer freedom becomes school year time constraints. But… I have made progress.
I love those photos–especially the underwater ones. Some people do not like golf or maybe it’s holes. 😉 I definitely don’t completely understand the time travel article, but the thoughts it presents are super cool and worth the brain strain.
Kim, just reset your goals. At this point, you can still do that. It will be all right.
Thanks. Alex! I always get this way at the end of summer–I just needed to vent. Never enough time. Blah…