Today I put Black Sun Reviews out of its misery.
Don’t look at me like that with those judging eyes. If anything, it was a mercy killing.
In truth, I feel a weight’s been lifted.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful to every author who trusted me to read their work and pour out my feelings on said work to the world at large. Er, well, at least to my humble corner of the blogosphere. It was an incredible learning experience and I found so many wonderful authors, mentors, and friends through the process.
Unfortunately, keeping BSR running burned me out and took time away from my writing that I can no longer afford to spend. So I said goodbye.
As a writer, you’ll spend most of your life making choices between commitments. There is always a choice, but know that there are consequences to every choice you make. More often than I care to admit, I’ve put something else above the writing and while I’ve never once regretted helping others, my work has suffered for my choice. And when the work suffers? I suffer.
It’s what all those authors mean when they preach about “protecting the work”.
I’m cutting back as many commitments as I can so that I can focus on the writing (and the drawing). I want to do more with this blog, I think there’s a lot of potential that I haven’t tapped into. I’d also really like to participate in Coyote Con this year, even if only as a viewer. I’m tentatively thinking about NaNoWriMo, but not looking to set myself up for failure. I’ve stalled too often to know that too much pressure too soon can put my muse in a muzzle and straitjacket.
So don’t let me sleep ’till September ends, ’cause I’ve got work to do.