All Coming Back, All Coming Back To Me Now

So a couple days week or so ago I noticed something: even though I've moved to a place where I have the proverbial vast acres of time to myself, total expectations of privacy when I'm in my own rather spacious space, room to walk around in, room to be comfortable in... I've still been writing like I was in the cramped apartment where I was always distracted by sounds in the hall, the next knock on the door, etc., and things were just generally less than ideal for me.

But even though none of the things that were keeping me from getting anything done are true, I haven't really been doing much of anything. The Livejournal communities I post to haven't seen much of a renewal of my activity. I haven't really been playing the Wii that much, except for a few short-lived bursts of interest when my housemate got some new games. I haven't caught up on my reading. Despite my renewal of interest in it, I haven't got much done on actually restarting the D&D games.

And of course I haven't been writing.

The other thing I noticed, when going back to find references for the current chapter of MU, is that Leda's murder plotline has been going since winter. I'm happy with the pace of the plot and I think the pace of updates has been justifiable because my output is my output, but I'm not happy with where the pace of plot + pace of updates leads. If I didn't think I could increase the pace of updates this would be academic, but I'm settled in at my new place, things are going well, and I'm looking around and I'm realizing that the largest part of my day is spent doing nothing. Piddling around like I'm afraid to do anything meaningful for fear of the next nerve-wracking interruption.

The timing of this revelation might have something to do with the fact that I've only now gotten my brain-and-energy-boosting supplement regimen back on track, after the disruptions of moving and travel. I've also given up on trying to both hang out with my night-owl housemate bryirfox and maintain a vestigial day schedule... while I was doing that the result was I had no sleep schedule and was tired all the time. So I'm more awake and alert now, and I'm realizing things... things like the fact that my to-do lists have fallen into an utter state of disrepair. They're still referring to things about living in the apartment, not my life here.

So, anyway. What I need to do is start filling up my time again. With more time to myself and a better place for writing, there's no reason I can't take the lessons I've learned for making better updates (taking more time, sitting on individual pieces of writing longer before putting them up) and still produce more. I've been reading my other stories, the ones that haven't been updated in a while. More Tales was the first one to get an update last week, and it'll have another one this week. But I'm going to get more ambitious soon. I've been busy reading back through the recent histories of my dormant stories. It's a little bit challenging to pick up something after it's been lying there for so long.

In some cases (like the More MU story) it will result in a bit of an anti-climax. But if the old momentum is dead, then that might be the only way to get things going again.

So, to sum up: there's not going to be much new to read this week: the Tales of MU update that I'm putting up tonight, and the next More MU chapter. I'm writing more than I'm putting up, though, and next week, I'm bringing sexy stories back. Might be one update a week for everything else and more for MU. Might be more, might be less. I'm going to see what I'm capable of and comfortable with, in terms of consistent quality.

(Oh, and there's going to be a small element of reader participation to the first MU update next week. Watch out for the instructions at the bottom of the next chapter.)