The other day I came across an old list of things I intended to do before I kick it. It was written about ten years ago, long before the movie The Bucket List came out, but you know – same difference.
At the top of the list were two simple words: “Get published.” Followed by, “buy a new car,” “learn to water ski” and “have a threesome.”
Thus far I’ve done two of those things. I’ll let you guess which two.
At the top of my current list is “travel more.” Ideally, I’d love to take a musical tour of Europe, hitting all the major opera houses and summer music festivals. And maybe I will, once I write that New York Times best-seller and make a million bucks. But since I’d rather not hold my breath that long, I’ll have to be content with driving down to LA for the Romantic Times convention next week, as well as attending RomantiCon in Ohio in September and the GayRomLit retreat in New Orleans two weeks later. That’s a full enough dance card for one year!
Next, “learn to cook.” Honestly, I’m better at it than I was a year or so ago. At least I don’t burn boiling water anymore! I’m pretty good at your basic stir-fry and sautéing, but anything else is still iffy. I should probably take a class!
Finally, “learn how to do better promotion.” Because, frankly, even after three years as a published author, I suck at it. The best promotion is to keep turning out good books, and I fully intend to do that. But I also want to boost my visibility on Goodreads, guest blog more (here, on my own blog, and over at Dirty Birdies), and become more active on Twitter and Facebook. I tend to go into hibernation mode when I’m writing, which is a bad, bad habit, and one I need to break.
Tall order? Well, maybe. Nothing wrong with a challenge, right?
Speaking of which… if Nathan Fillion and Colin Firth are available tonight, maybe they can help me scratch another one off the list.