I have always been one of those people that enjoys having several projects going. I love having a variety of things to work on, each one contributing (theoretically) to well balanced work and a well balanced me. Currently, I have a novel, a biography, and a fourth rough draft for my children's series floating around out there, beckoning to me from various electronic devices, as enticing as chocolate cake when I'm on a diet and as inspiring and invigorating as the spring that is blossoming outside my window.
Lately, however, I have to admit, I am feeling a bit challenged by my sudden influx of projects. The aforementioned ones are just the tip of the iceberg, I have more sitting out in the outer reaches of my mind, captured in notes on my iPad and scribbled on sticky notes on my desk. In an effort to truly commit to my writing I have taken to setting aside a chunk of time dedicated to writing, as well as one dedicated to the marketing/promoting aspect of things. The time I have set aside for writing, however, is now split between three projects, meaning that not much progress is made on any one project, just little bits here and there. This is both delightful to me, as each project is moving forward, and frustrating as none of them are getting very far very fast.
Don't get me wrong, I am well aware writing is not a speed activity, and quality takes time. It took Fitzgerald over seven years to write "The Great Gatsby", a work without compare. I do, however, like to garner momentum with a book, feel it growing and changing, as much as possible, not just scraping by on the bare minimum. Here is where I find the dilemma, do I drop a project or keep muscling forward, squeeze more time from the day (by some miracle) so that I can be inspired by each work, or let go for a bit to find a better balance that will bring more progress and more peace to the work, and to me?
At the end of the day, perhaps it is different everyday. There may be some days that writing a little in each may foster great creativity and joy and days when one project calls to me louder than others, unwilling to share time and demanding attention, making my writing fulfilling, joyful, and a handful, much like my children, and much like my life.