This is something I've been accused of a lot. In fact, that gagging sensation of being overwhelmed is so familiar to me I feel lost when I don't have ten things on the go.

So now I find myself madly memorizing the chorus lines in Sophocles' Antigone, sewing quilts for Africa, organizing a one-day, multi-speaker writers' event in Kitchener, teaching a college course one night a week, spending one day a week with my delightful 2-year-old granddaughter, editing 2 full manuscripts, and committed to two online challenges. Oh, and throw right  into the middle of all that my whole family coming home for Thanksgiving and driving to Florida to attend a writer's conference there. Egads! Gazooks!
How--chew, chew--will I--chew, chew--do it all?

My husband says, unload a few. But they're all things I've chosen to do, things that matter to me. Interesting stuff! I'm not even willing to cut back on the regular stuff - spending time with family and friends, square dancing Friday evenings, exercising daily, sleeping at night.

Fortunately, they all come with deadlines. I'm good with deadlines. (And lost without them.) But with them, it's just a matter of meeting one deadline at a time. So I tell myself. I'll get back to you on that one.

I am as committed as ever to my Autumn Challenge. I've fulfilled my steps to date - I sent off my SF novel to the publisher who asked to see it, and have planned the re-write of my historical fiction.

Now, instead of setting weekly challenges in October - when I will be blogging on my other blog site, as part of the October Memoir and Backstory Blog Challenge, I intend to set one monthly goal toward the Autumn Challenge: I will, during the month of October, complete the re-write of The Sorrow Stone and send it to 3 - 4 publishers/agents; polish my Memoir and pitch, and pitch it at the FWA conference, after which I will send it also to 3 agents/publishers. I'll do all that by November 1st, when I will check in again here and set my next step toward meeting my Christmas goal.

Maybe I should include just surviving this crazy autumn?

Do you tend to take on more than you can manage? How do you deal with it when you do?
 


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10/10/2012 1:24pm

I can so relate. Perseverance. Patience. And the ability to adapt. I often refer the Shel Silverstein's poem, Melinda Mae, about eating a whale.

Have you heard of tiny Melinda Mae,
Who ate a monstrous whale?
She thought she could,
She said she would,
So she started in right at the tail.

And everyone said,'You're much too small,'
But that didn't bother Melinda at all,
She took little bites and she shewed very slow,
Just like a little girl should...

...and eighty-nine years later she ate that whale
Because she said she would!!!

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10/12/2012 11:26am

Oh, that's great, Regina! I can so identify with it!
I only have till December to eat my whale, but at least it's tasty!
Thanks for the moral support, and for dropping by!
Jane Ann

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