oh, and don’t forget about Lovie, Pookie, and the wee two-year-old trio. balancing all that? very tough.

as far as balancing blog and other writing…also tough. i frequently hear bloggers talk about that book they’ve never written, the one they’re quite certain is inside of them. my two cents, and my two cents only: unless you spend some significant time wrestling with blank pages, no book’s gonna come out, unless, of course, it’s a book which reads like a blog, filled with posts that double as short chapters.

it wasn’t until my book was totally complete when i began to blog. now that i see how time consuming (and self consuming) blogging is, i’m glad i didn’t start blogging while i was writing it, or it probably wouldn’t have ever gotten done.

my point? i’m not mad at you for cheating on me. (whore) if you didn’t, there’s a strong chance i’d only get to read one of your books, and i want more than that.

GL w/ your next one. you rock.

But – and there is one – I also have a book. A memoir and it sits on my computer casting baleful glares at me. I’ve always kind of considered myself a life support system for that book, which is written but needs a good edit and then needs to go out into a bunch of agents’ slush piles, I guess. And instead of find myself consumed day after day after day with my blog and the blogs of my friends, so that I never get to that edit.

So you’re right. I have to balance or pick or cheat or something. There’s only one of me and two siren calls. Which will get me where I need to go?

The blog often gets shafted for other writing projects. Sometimes its the other way around, too. I don’t feel I have the ‘energy’ to write other things, but can somehow find myself spending six hours on a blog entry… I think that’s when I’m feeling creatively a bit stuck.