Monday, October 29, 2012

Slightly detached

I do wish there were more hours in the day. The current 24 hour schedule is just not working for me. And you know what else? Sleeping. That should go too. Laying in bed takes far too much time from other pursuits that may actually have benefits.

My book reading has slowed to a crawl. Only one third finished with my GoodReads reading challenge of finishing 15 books this year. There is a digital stack of ebooks resting on some cybernetic chair waiting for me to get down to business. Than the real books take up my time, with paper and ink and all other kinds of distractions. Have to make time for them as well. I really need that chair.

The problem is only going to get worse with NaNoWriMo being a few days away. Helps to have a month to simply focus on writing, but why did it have to be November? Something like February or September didn't make that cut. These two novels may just be the end of me. I'll have to put in a daily 3,000 words to make the expected projection to finish both. The word count is not the enemy here, it is the time.

A few extra thousand words will have to be added to account for the academic work I'll also be doing. November happens to be the month research papers show up. There is nothing inherently wrong about this, I truly love that kind of work. No problems writing several papers in a night analyzing literature or deconstructing social issues, it's my bread and butter, but piling up when I'm forced with an already high word count is not going to be pretty.

I'm going to try and look at the positives in some attempt ignore the last few paragraphs. Working in the Science-Fiction genre is going to be a nice change of pace from Fantasy, like a breath of fresh air. Although I'm not a fan of the dystopian setting, as it has already been played to death, I get the real feeling there is something special waiting to be uncovered. Dry and dusty books are almost off my Too Read list! Sadly, a beast of a book from Chomsky is the guardian to the door leading to Fiction Land. When I get the chance, I'll try stepping around him to get there.

Well, time to get back out there.