Next. I feel as though, since I finished The Rise of the Black Market, I need to find the next project. In a way, I do. I had been looking for a writing position before coronavirus stopped everything. But as I discovered with the ups and downs my life has gone through, writing has been my way of working through it.
So I feel stuck at the present moment, as I’m sure most of you do as well. But for me, my block has to do with managing my way out of a badly managed situation. My career. It’s full of holes, it’s been inconsistent, and now I have to scramble to figure out where to go next.
I’ve always wanted to be a writer and get paid for what I’ve written. That hasn’t changed. Not selling books has been the hardest thing for me professionally, especially now, knowing I do have some fans and the product is pretty good. I wrote what I liked. At the time I wrote it, I didn’t know that I should have researched the market a bit more.
So where do you go when you’re stuck? How do you move forward? Well like others, I’ve been purging. Cleaning out closets and drawers and finishing projects that have been waiting for me for years.
I have an opportunity to do things different this time. While I wrote what I wanted, I realized, the market expects certain things, and maybe this time, I should write a little closer to it.
But there’s still that desire to differentiate myself from what’s already out there. So having said that, I’m returning to my first love; the mystery. I’m obsessed with Sue Grafton and the ABC mysteries, I’m reading J.D. Robb (Nora Roberts) and the In Death series.
What I’ve noticed, I’m still drawn to strong, female characters, but as I read through the newest series for me, I want to do it a little different. A little less, in your face, a little more vulnerable. A little more a reflection of myself.
In the coming months, I’m putting together something I hope is more in line of what the market likes to read, because realistically, it’s really what I like to read as well. I still hope to have a likeable character, who grows and changes and stumbles and succeeds.
I’ve been lucky and safe and my children are fine and pushing forward with school in the midst of all this madness. And me, I’m taking a hard look at my writing career so that I can move forward, hopefully successfully, hopefully happily.
Wishing you all a happy, healthy spring and wish you all the happiness.
For something to escape from reality, catch up on The Wizard Hall Chronicles, today.