I may replace this post later with a video, and I may not.
Either way, I am currently in creative writing, I have a half hour left, and I am SO BORED, and sucked free of inspiration of any kind. I’m exhausted. So exhausted.
The reason my inspiration is somewhat drained is because I’m an idiot and for some reason felt that having four in progress novels was a good idea. Also, the impending deep edits for two more.
Let’s look at the reasons for my insanity:
Addicted– Spy novel about illegal drugs, frozen food, and reclaiming one’s life. Finished in 2007, now in dire need of editing.
The Secret Wife– Spy novel sequel to Addicted about illegal firearms, mass gang violence, rape, and taking over the world. Finished in 2009, now in need of editing.
Cafeteria Scholars– High school YA novel about smart kids creating a cheating ring in order to pass their incredibly hard classes. Unfinished.
Burden of Proof– High school YA novel about a speech and debate team and a girl who internalizes so much stress that she begins to hurt herself. Unfinished.
Camden (working title)- Third book in the spy series (Addicted and The Secret Wife), dealing with political coups, torture, and forgiveness. Unfinished.
Eugenia– The book I’ve been posting installments of on here, about a Utopian society that uses eugenics to create a super-smart human race. Unfinished.
And this isn’t counting Reticence, the book I finished in 2008 that I can’t decide if I love or hate, or Ash, the fantasy novel I wrote back in 2004 that may have some appealing elements. In all, I have 8 different, large projects to deal with, and I just don’t have the energy to devote the time they deserve to writing.
Also, on Eugenia, Burden of Proof, and Camden, I’m stuck by way of plots. I’ve got about twenty to thirty pages planned for all three, but past that I’m lost.
BLAH.
