Orycon was fun, and I got very inspired, as usual. I didn’t attend that much of the con — disappeared and was quiet a lot, got a lot of sleep, spent time writing. What parts I did participate in were fun. I don’t know if I’ll attend next year — it’s really going to depend on where I am with my writing.
Though I was so tired I was dizzy last night, hanging onto my couch for fear of falling off, I still couldn’t sleep — possibly I was too tired. Kiera didn’t help, as I’d been gone all weekend (Forever!! in cat time) she woke me up a couple of time seeking attention. I got up this morning and walked (thanks to Jay for reminding me of that.) Though I walk on Tuesdays and Thursdays (on my way to the gym) and I have gotten up some mornings and just walked, I need to keep reminding myself: if my body moves, the words flow.
I need to refind, or redefine, my process, get back focused on my writing. I suspect, though, that I’m always going to go through fallow times and more productive times. I think with a little thought and encouragement, I can make this a more productive time again.
I’m almost finished with the rewrite of the first novel. If I don’t finish it this week I’ll finish it this weekend and send it back to my agent. I had some very good thoughts about the plot of the third novel as I drove up from Portland. Driving in a car is not always inspiring, but when it is, what is inspired tends to be pretty good, so I’m extremely pleased with what I thought of.