Writing is easy. We
are all taught how to write in grade school and it's a skill we use
throughout our lives.
So why does it seem
like I can't write a simple blog post more frequently? The answer, my
friends, is that writing is not always so easy. It is actual work.
Yes, I know that I rarely sweat as I pound out brilliant prose on my
laptop, and my ass looks a lot like the seat of my chair. But writing
is work, and not only that, it doesn't pay very well. People who call
themselves writers like to write, have to write.
So why does this
mean that you, my fans – which I can count on a single hand –
have to wait to hear from me? In a nutshell, I've been real busy. As
most of you may know, my day job is that of a newspaper editor. At
the beginning of the year, I also had the job of general manager
tagged on to me. A little more pay and a lot more work. Now I have to
create reports and presentations and do the whole corporate thing.
I'm not complaining, (yes, I am) but it takes some time. Throw into
that mix my “extracurricular” activities, such as serving on the
board of the New Mexico Press Association, working on my own novels
and short stories, parenting, husbanding, sleeping – you get the
idea – and I can't find time. For those of you concerned about me
burning the candle at both ends, you are correct. I do make an effort
to set aside down time, although I usually end up paying bills or
napping.
When you get a lot
of things going on, you have to prioritize projects. Blogging is just
about at the absolutely bottom of that list and most weeks I just
don't have the time.
So for those of you
who care, thanks for checking back from time to time to see what I'm
up to. For those who have given up on me, I ask you to be patient.
For those who are waiting for my next book, I ask you to hang in
there – it should be done in a couple of months. Once that project
is complete, I'll be starting on the sequel to “Time in the World.”
And hopefully,
posting here a bit more often.
R
