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I'm weak-willed and easily distracted

I started out writing this blog with the very best of intentions. Take an hour or so a couple of times a week and write something of earth-shattering significance. I knew that was never going to happen. What I did not expect was the gnawing realization that I was becoming responsible for a 1-month, then 2-month, then a yawning 10-month gap in blogging.

What happened?

I lead a pretty ordinary life, I guess. There was never any certainty dwelling in what passes for my soul about the value of my blogging observations. Friends and family expressed delight with my efforts, but -- let's be honest -- they have to say that -- or they think they do.

Given such a predisposition on my part, it's been easy to backslide. On top of that, my agent is no longer my agent, having been recruited into communications job in a publishing house in New York. She used to hold my feet to the fire about blogging and social media. When she was around, I stayed the course. Apparently, I am tractable if there's a whip and a scourge handy. Of course, there was neither a whip or a scourge; she just suggested politely that I get cracking, and I did.

It seems I need an agent/nanny, but I'm pretty sure most agents will just be nodding their head in mute agreement at this observation. Came as a surprise to me, though. I always thought I was pretty dependable.

But not when it comes to something I love to do. In the past 10 months, I've finished writing first drafts of two more books -- Death of the Dancing Doll (another in the Urquhart & MacDonald mystery series) and More Frayd Then Hurt (a comic novel about the discovery of a lost Jacobean play).

When it comes to this business of authoring, it turns out it's the writing I love. It's the writing that distracts me. Weak-willed and easily led. I'm ready for anything.

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