Okay. I was sick last weekend and stopped writing because of the illness. I’m better now, but it got me thinking; if I had a real, hard-set deadline on The Forgiving, I would have taken a rest, but I wouldn’t have been out for three days. I would have sucked it up and gotten to work.
If I have a headache, I don’t write, or if I am too tired, I don’t write, along with all the other excuses… My life is easy. What if I got a serious illness where I had a headache most of the time and I was always tired? Would I stop writing altogether? Hell no! Writing would be too important.
I think I need to make some deadlines for myself. I don’t have a publisher breathing down my neck for me to finish my next novel, and I’m glad about that, but that doesn’t mean there shouldn’t be pressure. Have you made your own deadlines? Self-publishing means you are your own taskmaster. Crack the whip.
Make yourself get shit done!
You’ll thank yourself later.