The PRESSURE of being on Vacation…

So today my two week vacation starts–and I have a TON of things to get done…

BUT–I’ve decided to go with the flow, no pressure…All I know is the end result and that I’m giving it my ALL to make it happen…

This morning I decided to take a fresh look at a women’s/literary fiction novel that I’ve been querying for a while–two agents have had the full for a number of months…

My goal was to read through it once again before I contact those agents with a, “hey, I’m not sure if you received my manuscript, so here’s another copy,” follow up. I wanted to make it’s tight before taking this approach.

The good thing is as I was reading through it–no gramatical errors.

The bad thing is as I was reading through it, I feel the pressure of TIME bearing down on me and I can’t get through it fast enough…

Sighhhh…

I’m sure most writers know what I’m talking about…

I think it is what it is and I probably need to read on past page 50 or something–not start at the beginning again.

I also would love to take this time to start a new story–maybe work on Misty Black book 2. I’ve got ideas to write it in the first person this time around–since I laid out the road map in book one.

I also need to make the contacts in Seattle this week for next week–I’m excited about finding a nice day job there. It’s  a new city and I have to meet new people. Plus, I don’t know… there’s something familiar about the people of Seattle. We’re a lot alike. I am me and I have faith that that’s good enough–and you are you, and believe me, that’s good enough for me.  And everybody doesn’t have to be validated by the next person. In LA, the need for validation is like the black plague.

I have to tighten up my resume…TODAY.

And then I have to rewrite the synop for the MB script that I finished back in 2009. I’m sure I wrote a synopsis then, but I can’t find it! And I have to rewrite the synop for the MB The Beginning novel because the one that I have is for a story with a plot that had gone astray–now it’s tight.

Got to drive out to Harry & David for the store brand chick pot pie.

Cannot forsake my treadmill this week. I can feel my LDL levels rising from the lack of exercise in the last week.

And then at the end of the two weeks, I wonder where I’ll be–I have to be a LARGE step forward. I have to have my thumb on a job, know which neighborhood I’m going to move in and how much it will cost to get my things from Cali to Wash…have a rough outline of book 2… get the synops to the appropriate persons… and I really need to write that love story NOW as it’s what I’m passionate about at the moment for some strange reason.

I guess, I better get to work… focus… and figure out how to tread the pressure…

I can start by exercising NOW…

Yeah–I’ll hit the treadmill…