As I worked on the final chapters of my first (romantic) cozy mystery, two opportunities popped up. One, a contract job that would start in June, and two, a trip that starts in two weeks and ends just before the contract job.
I couldn’t delay finishing the mystery for a whole month or more, right? I was too close, and the plot and characters were too fresh and compelling for me to do anything other than finish the draft.
I know you know that dilemma…
So, starting ten days ago, I was on a mission to complete the draft and get it out to beta readers before my trip. They were excited to hear the book was nearly finished, and their enthusiasm kept me moving forward.
Well, I did it. The drafts are now on their way to two trusted readers, with two more readers standing by once those copies come back.
I returned from the post office a few minutes ago and (for the first time in ten days) really, truly saw the state of my house. Shopping bags with purchases still in them (Ahhh, that’s where the toothpaste is!). Winter clothes piled on a chair, begging for a trip to the dry cleaner. A UPS box with the little table for my porch, still unopened. The list goes on. I won’t even mention the dust.
I’m ever so grateful I can focus intensely and see the job through, but yikes! what clutter all around me. Can anyone else identify?