My life isn't always easy, in fact, it's generally pretty damn complicated. I do contract work (for two or three or sometimes four different law firms) as a paralegal and I teach, both law to junior paralegals and creative writing. I write. A lot. I have friends, a partner, family. I'm a voracious reader - it's my addiction. I love to shop. So, although it's taken me quite a while to figure it out, I'm never going to be the kind of a writer who has great big long blocks of time to write. Or wants them.
And maybe that's a good thing because I seem to write - and live - better that way. I use a kitchen timer for writing (and I might as well use one for my daily schedule) - a friend gave me one that's shaped like a lemon. (And yes, I know, there's an alarm on my computer but it just doesn't feel the same.) I set it for a half hour and I write. When the bell rings, I stop, even if I'm right in the middle of a sentence. I set it again for a half hour and I do something else.
And the rest of my life is kind of like my writing. On an average day I might write (which includes blogging, writing fresh pages, editing, email) for an hour or so, go to one office for a couple of hours, take a break to run errands (bank, shopping, dentist, whatever), off to the other office for a few more hours, meet my book club, my partner or a friend for dinner or drop in at the Art Gallery for a quick run-through, then home to catch up on email and maybe some edits or a few fresh pages. Some days are even more complicated. And you know what? If I was working full time and putting in these ten or twelve hour days, I'd be exhausted. Variety for me equals satisfaction.
I can't tell you how many years it's taken me to figure this out. The reality is that in every single aspect of my life I am very easily bored. So, obviously, this crazy schedule is what I need to make me productive, to keep me sane, to make me happy. I'm a very lucky woman to be able to live and thrive in this insanity.
For the past four months I've added to my craziness by writing a ten part serial (yep, just like Dickens) that's been released week after week after week. It's great fun because I get to write the continuing saga of Jules and Mercy, who own the Part Time Lovers website, which promises the right sexual partner for right now, and each week, I get to meet and write about a new set of their clients.
This week, it's If It’s Magic
I'm onto something else already - in fact, I'm onto two or three other things. A story about an immortal goddess, a story about a woman's search for her mother, a five book series about a group of men who call themselves the Losers Club. Oh, yeah, and then there's...
Well, you get the picture.
Jules and Mercy are getting ready for the Part Time Lovers annual Christmas party, but even that excitement isn’t enough to drag Mercy out of the doldrums while she waits for Rafa to arrive for the holidays. Jules wants to cheer her up and the magic of Room 1217 might be just the answer. Almost a century ago, Cassandra and William spent five years meeting in this room and hiding their relationship from their fathers. Now, Mercy is dreaming their romance and sexual awakening, each and every moment of it.
Giveaway: Just comment and tell me What Works for You and you’ll be entered to win a copy of the ebook, If It’s Magic.
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