It’s so not fair. I can hear the other minions down in the death star’s lounge, setting up for our annual New Year’s Eve celebration, while I’m stuck up here in the writer’s garret, coming up with my list of resolutions for 2016. (Yes, we have a writer’s garret. Cathy Speight calls it the naughty step. I’d ask her why, but I’m not sure I want to know the answer.)
We have minions, and minion alumni, all over the world, so the IU festivities go ‘round the clock on New Year’s Eve. Melissa Pearl is in China [New Zealand?], so she kicks things off. Then TD McKinnon and A.C. Flory take over – TD always brings us a nip of something Scottish, even though he lives in Tasmania. Then it’s the Europeans’ turn, and…
This isn’t getting my list written, is it?
Fine. Here I go, writing my indie author resolutions for 2016. I’ll aim for ten. Let’s see how many I can come up with.
- I resolve to stop having conversations out loud with my characters. At least, not on the street. Or next to the police station.
- I resolve to write more. Practice makes perfect, as they say, and I really do need to plop my butt in the chair and write a little fiction every day. And no, Facebook posts don’t count.
- I resolve to root out the bad habits that keep me from accomplishing #2 (*cough*Facebook*cough*) and do my best to minimize them, so that I have more time to write.
- I resolve to stop being the grammar police. Especially since three-quarters of the time, that grammar or punctuation rule I’m so certain of winds up being a matter of style. I hate it when that happens.
- I resolve to procure a virtual whip and chair. The next time one of my characters tries to run off with the story, boy oh boy, will they be in for a surprise!
- I resolve to be more honest with myself. Just because I’m on Facebook, it doesn’t mean I can count the time as social media marketing.
- I resolve to keep a better eye on the clock when I’m in the writing zone, so that I don’t stay up until 2:00 a.m. writing when I know the alarm is going to go off at 7:00 a.m.
- I resolve to look at everyday things for inspiration when I get stuck. Just about anything can get me another thousand words – from a Klimt reproduction to a farting car.
- I resolve to read more fiction, so I can find techniques that work for other writers and steal them. And finally:
- I resolve to…say, is that mince pie I smell? Carolyn Steele must be here! And it sounds like Shawn Inmon has started up the jukebox. Oh, heck – nine resolutions are plenty. I’ll think of another one later, I swear it. No, better yet – I resolve to think of another resolution later. Hey, look! I’ve got ten resolutions! Let’s get the party started!
Best wishes to all of you for a great 2016!