I’ve got three WIPs and one proposal going at once. Not the best situation, definitely, but I felt like I had to do it. I also thought I wasn’t getting many words in because I was torn between so many things at once.
Yet when I looked at my word count on the novel WIP (due in 7 weeks) and the novel proposal (obsessing about), I found that I’d written almost 22K in the last month. I was completely surprised! Honestly, bouncing between them was like treading water and trying to swim at the same time. It’s hard! 
I have another 5K or so to add to the proposal before I send it to my agent. I’ve plotted the entire book but I need to bring it to life because I totally suck at a synopsis (or the suckopsis as I call it). When I start writing, it comes to life for me. This is a completely different book for me, a cross-genre that I want so bad to work that my teeth hurt.
Yesterday I wallowed in self-pity but I gave myself a good talking to. Life is what we make of it and whining about things we can’t control will amount to nothing but misery. I’ve got a good life, a good job, a writing career, and a great family. Yes I struggle with stuff, but so does everyone else.
I’m not a superstar (yet) but I’m gonna keep on trying, keep on writing, and keep on reaching.
(Now I feel like an infomercial. Tee hee.)
Have a great Thursday y’all!