One month from today I will have started my 12-week work break aka novel writing holiday. Let me say it again - one month. Four weeks. Twenty-eight days.
Am I excited? Yes. Am I as nervous as hell? You bet I am. I've never done anything like this before. I have written the first draft of a novel but it took me nine months, with odds snippets of time grabbed here and there. Hang on. Nine months? I wonder if that was why working out those final scenes felt like I was giving birth? Might explain a lot.
Where was I? I've never had this length of time to concentrate on one project with no work to distract me. But I'm also realistic enough to know I will still need to be careful with my time. I've got one chance to get this right. So, I've made some tough decisions this week. For the next 16 weeks I will be posting just once a week, my Work-In-Progress Updates, which will move to Mondays. There will still be the occasional guest post and blogfest. Don't worry - I'm not leaving the blogosphere, rather cutting back on my post writing and responding to comments. I will still be lurking around your blogs and commenting; in fact, I'm counting on you all to keep me sane.
I will also be asking my friends and family not to call or text me - unless an emergency arises - before 1pm each day, so that I at least have the mornings to write in peace.
What sacrifices have you had to make in order to complete a project? Were you able to stick to your resolutions?