Free time sucks?

TAIPUS-DE-FORA-1” by FlaviaCOwn work. Licensed under CC BY 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons.

Today I contemplate free time. I never thought I’d say this, but free time kinda sucks.

Yesterday I finished editing my current WIP (work in progress, for those not familiar with the terminologies of us, writers). After two weeks of reading and writing—I actually added almost 10k words to it—it’s finished and I’m really excited with it. I don’t know if it’s the story itself, the fact that I felt like I’ve grown as a writer or all of this combined, but I’m really digging this WIP.

After sending it to my beta readers, I’m off to pray they like it and that I’ve managed to cover most stop signs, like plot holes and such. It’s funny, but two months ago I didn’t even know there was such a thing as beta readers, and now I have them. I wish I knew it when I published Stripped Expectations, but no regrets. This is a forward facing road where every step of the way is bound to teach me something new. I assume 10 years from now I’ll look back and wish that I knew something right now I have no clue what it is.

Anyway, all of this leaves me with some free time. I didn’t want to think of new stories but I’m in a place of my life that I’m constantly thinking of characters, stories and situations. I’d say I’m starting to understand those people that like to run and are always like “OMG!, if I don’t run I really miss it.” I’ve always assumed they were just bragging, as I always felt terrible after running. But! Now I think I didn’t give it enough time. Or something.

This morning I woke up thinking of Scott and Russell, the two main characters of the short story The Groom, The Bride and the Best Man. Readers received it very well and lots of them were very vocal about wanting to know more about them. So, I’m now thinking of how to expand their story.

All of this to say that I thought it would be nice to have some time off, but it’s not. And Scott and Russell are slowly invading my mind and demanding some attention.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s