There is a moment I have discovered as a writer that drives me a little crazy. You work and work, pushing to get the manuscript done until finally you hit the Save button and attach the damn document to the e-mail for your editor or submission...then what?
To Mate an Assassin comes out on July 28th, but that doesn't mean I'm sleeping on the job. i just recently finished my first draft of To Mate a Soldier and also have completed a Space Opera genre novella that will eventually be a prequel for a trilogy...that will probably not be released for some time. I know, I have a tendency of hanging myself with the amount of work I need to accomplish. But I'm the one who makes the deadlines for submissions, so I can't really complain about the goals I set. That doesn't stop me from becoming a different person once I realize I have no deadline looming in front of me.
I often find myself latching on to something new to keep myself occupied before delving into the next body of work. Sometimes its a new series for me to read, but this time...it was a TV show. CW's The 100. If you are an aficionado of science fiction, space opera, or that dystopian society genre, this show is for you. I could not get enough of it. The female characters were smart and strong, defying gender stereotypes, and every male character, including the perceived villains, had layers upon layers of definition and emotion. It almost makes me want to write something in this genre...almost. I don't think I'm quite prepared to create yet another world when I have a paranormal universe and space opera universe floating around in my head and sometimes crashing into one another making weird hybrid genre babies. It's not pretty.
I know it is a terrible way to describe writing, as it doesn't shed it in a positive light, but once I finish a manuscript, I need to detox from finishing by latching onto another work. The 100 was the perfect vessel for this round of detoxification. But a lot of the time, it leaves me with a bug of inspiration to open my notebook and jot down some ideas for future stories, even though I promised to give myself a couple of weeks break from writing.
But that is the joy of writing...and the simultaneous vicious cycle. You make your fingers and hands feel like they've run a marathon, you feel accomplished once the words The End are on the page, and then you look forward to taking a break. But without warning, beckoned from the depths of imagination-or Hulu-comes a new source of inspiration that returns you to the keyboard. The In Between is a dangerous place, that mini vacation you allow yourself after completion of a story. And although that time away from the computer might drive you a little nuts, once you return you are refreshed and armed with new sources of inspiration.
I leave you with my song of the week. Until next time.
I'm a geek with a sometimes wacked out imagination.