Writing as a Job

Writing is my passion, but sometimes it feels like a job (and one that's not particularly enjoyable). At the moment, there's a smorgasbord of projects laid out and I'm faced with the great task of organizing everything. On the front burner, I'm working with a documentary film director on a project called "The Valley of Death." I'm also twenty pages into a new novel, titled "The Lamp." Between those two, I'm doing re-writes on a screenplay (it's the movie version of The Island of Ted). On the back burner, I'm working on turning another screenplay (Charlie Plum) into a novel, although the title will probably change. In the oven (which is still pre-heating) I'm looking at a third novel (crime), titled "Fishing with Joe." And then there's the ever-looming non-fiction idea I'm attempting to flesh out for a possible book.

Some of these projects are very fun to work on and tinker with, while others seem a chore at the moment. I suspect that the reason my passion has waned some has to do with the volume of works that need completion. Add to this that I'm not especially good at organizing, and you can see how things can spin out of control very quickly. Nevertheless, writers write. And that's what I'm going to get back to. Enjoy your day/evening.