I made it through the first week of my new work schedule, and the adjustment is still going on.  I wasn’t able to get anything done creatively until this weekend and now I find out, I have to remain on this schedule for another week – maybe more.

I am experimenting with how late I can stay up and still be able to function in the morning.  I am not a morning person so this is difficult enough even fully rested. I am trying to adjust though.

You may be wondering what the big deal is.  People do 9-5 or 8-4 all the time.  I never have.  Even as a teen,  I worked mid shifts or night shifts.  I didn’t mind it.  Working those shifts, along with weekends, meant more money for me and my family.  After I got out of school, I stopped having to get up early except to see my children off to school then it was back to bed for a few hours.

This shift is totally new to me, and I’m having to learn a new time management routine in order to get things done.  Right now, I’m leaving things for the weekend, but that’s not enough time for everything I need to do – especially my writing.

Well, I have to get to bed now.  Another week on this new schedule – all I can say is “Here we go again.”

See you on the flipside and don’t forget your towel!

I’ve been busy adjusting to a new schedule at work is where I’ve been.  For almost two years, I very happily worked 4p to midnight four nights a week and 8a to 4p on Sundays.  I had Friday and Saturdays off.  This worked for me.

Now, for the next week, I have to work 8a to 4p Monday through Friday and have the weekend off.  Then, if all goes as planned, I’ll be working from 11a to 9p Monday through Thursday with  three day weekends off.  This last shift will work for me.  I am NOT a morning person in any sense of the phrase, and I am detesting the thought of having to get up so early for the next week.

As it happens, all these changes have thrown my sleep schedule off, and I am finding it hard to have the energy to do anything, including write.

I’ll be happier when things settle down!

So, catch you on the flipside and don’t forget your towel!

It’s been harder than I thought this past week to stay away from Golden Knave.  I think about it a lot. 🙂  That’s supposed to be the point I guess, but it’s been easier said than done for me.

I have some ideas to enlarge Vice’s role in the story, pushing Kitya to a secondary character rather than a lead this time.  She’ll come roaring back in the next book – maybe.  I haven’t really thought much about the next book because I still haven’t finished this one yet.

I’ve decided to reveal my inspiration for actually working on GK after all this time.  It’s not like anyone is actually reading this and will tell on me. 🙂

I have loved Doctor Who since I was very young, and I was quite upset when it went off the air in 1989.  I didn’t even bother watching the show when it tried to restart in 1996, and I was very resistant to the successful restart in 2005.  My favorite doctor of all is Tom Baker 1974-1981.  It was while I was trying, very unsuccessfully, to restart GK from scratch when I finally gave in and began watching the shows reruns.

I fell in love with the concept of Doctor Who all over again, and the men who played tihs iconic character brought him back to the ones I enjoyed watching before Colin Baker took over in 1984.  I didn’t really care for any of the men who played the doctor since he took over until it ended in 1989, but I’d been hoping they’d come up with someone better before the show was canceled.  I wasn’t that sad to see it end.

Now, I’m binge watching the show, and I watch all the way to the year Capaldi took over.  I watched his first season.  I watched all the show specials.  I was captivated.  The one actor who caught my attention and fascinated me was David Tennant. He was in his 40s when he played a very physically active Doctor Who.  Yes, Matt Smith was just as physical, but he was in his late 20s when he was cast – the youngest I think to ever take over the roll.

Anyway, I was touched by how he was the one Doctor, other than Patrick Troughton, who didn’t want to “die” – regenerate.  I read up on him and was impressed by how busy the man was, and still is!  I watched several movies, television shows and youtube videos of him, studying his looks, his moves, his mannerisms – learning about him.

The result was Vice.  He is a conglomerate of several of Mr. Tennant’s characters, not just Doctor Who.  I’ve seen him in Hamlet, and I cried at the end.  I saw him is Casanova with Peter O’Toole, and I cried at the end. I’m not a crier, usually.  I am trying very hard to make this rogue, Vice, into the kind of guy you would cry over if he took a dirt nap.  Even if nobody else ends up liking him, I do, and that’s what matters the most to me.

I was so taken by how active and busy Mr. Tennant is despite being in his late 40s, doing all the things he loves doing, and I was ashamed to have almost given up completely on my own dream – on the things I love doing.  I am going to write and self publish until I physically can’t.  If nobody ever reads a single work I have ever written and ever will write – I don’t care!

I did it my way!

 

See you on the flipside and don’t forget your towel!!