Did I really say I wouldn’t be working constantly while on my three-month virtual blog tour? I must have been dreaming. Writing, revising, and refining each and every one of my articles and getting them to the blog owners in enough time for them to post have kept me very busy.
Plus, I’ve had new several requests from other bloggers to write for them that I've tucked into my blog tour schedule Right now I have a yellow sticky on my virtual desktop reminding me of the eight posts due in the next thirty days.
Now that might not seem like a lot to you. However, just coming up with blog post ideas is a challenge – that is unless one of the blog owners asks for something specific. In the last couple of weeks I’ve been asked to write about: 1) how I realized poetry alone was not enough to convey the story I told in my memoir, Leaving the Hall Light On, 2) my concept of gratitude, and 3) what I would say to someone who has just lost a loved one to suicide. These are not so simple assignments, and they need writing about.
I feel like the quote by Sharon O’Brien that I just posted on my Facebook author page:
"Writing became such a process of discovery that I couldn't wait to get to work in the morning: I wanted to know what I was going to say."
However, I would put it in the present tense.
Needless to say, I’m not whining. I’m enjoying every bit of my writing life – still. I’ve gotten into the habit of staying in my writing chair for hours every day, and just before I get up, I marvel at how much stuff I’ve created. It’s all good.
My Writing Room
(it's a little less cluttered now)