Browsing the internet this morning, I came across the work of the Spanish self-taught street photographer Joan Colom.
In a portfolio of shots he took at a market, I saw a photograph that made me gasp in recognition, as it depicts how I’m feeling about my writing career at the moment.
(It’s always amused me that the word career also means to stagger about...which certainly describes my erratic work history!)
Although it’s joyful for me to be immersed in creating a new story, other aspects of writing can be repetitive and mundane. Self-publishing entails self-promotion, and how do I balance that with querying literary agents? I’m currently learning how to narrate and record and edit my voice, so I can add audiobooks versions of my crime novel series to Amazon KDP. But, I should really be adding posts to my writing blog Paul Pens and articles to my Cornish Detective website.
And, what about my presence on Twitter, Pinterest, LinkedIn and Instagram?
There are only so many hours in the day, so I sometimes feel like this market worker manoeuvring his inadequate trolley stacked with crates and trying not to drop any.
Do you ever feel overwhelmed?
In a portfolio of shots he took at a market, I saw a photograph that made me gasp in recognition, as it depicts how I’m feeling about my writing career at the moment.
(It’s always amused me that the word career also means to stagger about...which certainly describes my erratic work history!)
Although it’s joyful for me to be immersed in creating a new story, other aspects of writing can be repetitive and mundane. Self-publishing entails self-promotion, and how do I balance that with querying literary agents? I’m currently learning how to narrate and record and edit my voice, so I can add audiobooks versions of my crime novel series to Amazon KDP. But, I should really be adding posts to my writing blog Paul Pens and articles to my Cornish Detective website.
And, what about my presence on Twitter, Pinterest, LinkedIn and Instagram?
There are only so many hours in the day, so I sometimes feel like this market worker manoeuvring his inadequate trolley stacked with crates and trying not to drop any.
Do you ever feel overwhelmed?
