The weekend…is over.

No, not The Weeknd. Not yet. He’s hanging in there.

I’m looking forward to my work week.

That’s always a good sign, right? Right. Means that you enjoy the work that is to come. It’s not always like that, even if you’re working the dream job. We must enjoy it when it comes.

I had a busy weekend, but a good weekend. The building continues to take up copious amounts of time, but everything got done. I did two open houses. I was able to get through all the finances (!). Still some transactions to sort through there, but it’ll definitely be done now in time for end of the year payroll.

I’m really looking forward to killing it this week on the writing front. Speaking of which, I’m setting my alarm a skosh earlier for this week to make sure I can get into the office a bit earlier, and actually be writing by the time 8am rolls around. Get that solid first hour in. It can be done.

I want to tear through these plot scenes. Just do it. Get er done.

I remember hating this part of the process with Starstuff. I’m loving it now with Escape. How odd, right? I wonder if this will be the case with all my projects, that each one will kind of have a life of its own in terms of which part of the process is enjoyable and exciting.

For Starstuff, it was the actual writing of the story that was magic.

For Escape…I won’t exactly say that it’s been magic…but the rewrite has certainly been more enjoyable so far. It fiiinnaaalllyyy feels like it’s coming together.

But it’s gonna get finished. Soon. Uuuuggghhh. It’s such a relief to have that certainty. And I do have it. I’ve always had it, to be honest, otherwise I would have stopped banging my head against the wall a very, very long time ago…but a huge part of persistence is telling yourself something that you don’t always believe. I’m past that part of it now, and into the actually believing part.

It feels like a subconscious vs conscious thing, this “fake it till you make it,” thing. I’m not sure which part is which, but I do know that mantras exist in the world because they fucking work. Most of the time. An outside-in approach is proven with science. Saying something externally that you may not believe internally DOES actually sink inside eventually. Ie- you can tell yourself something over and over again, and after a while, you will actually believe it deep inside you. Horrible when used for ill…but actual magic when used for good.

I will finish this book.

It will be fucking awesome, and it will make me a lot of money.

Here’s to positive thinking, working from the outside in, and finishing this goddamn book.