Yesterday I decided to sit down and make my writing plan. Not the outline of my story (I’ve tried that multiple time but it has only worked once – I’m a pantser who generally likes to know the end of the story first), but the ultimate goal with my writing. The answer to that is obvious: Get Published. Of course there is also the matching goal: Self-Publish.
I’ll start by saying, like most writers of my generation, getting published traditionally would feel like validation. I try to tell myself that self-publishing is just as good (which it is), and gives the freedom of control over my story which I would like, but that niggling thought is still there. There is also one very good reason why I would like to go through tradition publishing – I don’t want to do all that marketing crap. I don’t know what I’m doing and just reading about it makes my palms sweat. However, it is a goal.
So the Goal/Plan is this: Get a book contract or Self-Publish by October 31, next year.
That is the simplified version of it. I also wrote out all the moving parts of that goal, working with the assumption that I will be self-publishing. Parts like marketing, editing, social media, cover art, isbn, &c. The list goes on.
I then broke those goals down into achievable parts, with dates attached. For example, to reach my goal I need to write one thousand words a day and edit at least three pages a day, six days a week. That I can do even if I get a job (I just might need to watch less Masterchef).
It’s doable. The scariest part of it (other than the rejections from publishers), is giving it to my mother to read. Why? Because I’ve been talking about writing my whole life and what if I’m just not any good? (Of course I will still write, I love to write).
The aim this week then is two fold: write 6,000 words of ‘Oleander Creek’ (a thriller) and edit 18 pages of ‘Bitter Winds’ (a fantasy).
I should reward myself if I reach my goals. For example, if I do then I should go to the movies (yeah, right, like I could afford that).
So, dear non-existent reader (though hopefully one day someone will read this), expect to be reading a couple of my books in a year and a bit! I will document the journey (thank you reality television for ruining that word) here. This blog now has a purpose!