You’ll be happy to know that the rumors of my demise are greatly exaggerated.
Seriously, though, I’m a bit confused about myself, which, at my age, is troubling indeed.
You see, I’m a teacher. You know, one of those people who take summers off, right? Yeah, well, I have never taken a summer off in my adult life. I always work summer school to stave off poverty, and as a way to teach English now at then instead of my usual history classes.
This year, though, everything changed.
First, I changed jobs, to a district much closer to home, and I teach English for special needs students. Since I changed districts, my old district decided they didn’t need me for summer school.
Wow, a summer off! Lots of time to write! Get that second novel done while I wait for the first one to be edited! Blog like a mad woman!
I turned into an absolute slug. Proving, I’m sad to say, that I have no self-discipline.
So now, I’m just finding my groove again, starting to write with some regularity, and getting back into shape, mentally and physically. Because slug.
All that to say, hey, I’m back. And one of the things I really want to do is to start monitoring all the research I’ve been doing. Which, as it turns out, was the one way I was productive all summer.
That and gaming. Sigh . . . I’ve all but left a trail of slime behind me.
So, you may notice a new page on my site called Bibliography. I thought I’d go ahead and keep a running bibliography online of the research I’m doing. Hopefully it will become a decent resource for those of you looking at the same eras as me. And you can get an idea of just what goes into the preparation for writing historical fiction.
I feel pretty bad about wasting a summer off like that. Maybe I needed it, I don’t know. But for some reason, the less time I have to write, the more time I actually spend writing.
And if that’s not confusing, nothing is.