This isn't necessarily the internet's fault. Well, at this very moment it is, but that's mostly due to the fact that I feel the need to remind future me why book 3 took FOREVER to rewrite. And that's because my attention has been flitting everywhere that isn't book 3 at present.
Legitimately every time I go to start working on the next chapter I find my mind practically scream, "Y'know what we should think about RIGHT NOW? Book cover designs! Fonts! Come up with clever chapter titles for book 1! Figure out what chapter breaks are gonna look like! Maybe even play with InDesign and figure out formatting!"
DANGIT I'M WRITING HERE BRAIN CAN'T YOU SEE I'M TRYING TO CONCENTRATE ON A BOOK THAT ISN'T EVEN WRITTEN YET. STOP DISTRACTING ME WITH THINGS THAT ARE LIKE SIX MONTHS TO A YEAR DOWN THE ROAD. WE GOTS TO DO BABY STEPS OR WE'LL CRASH AND BURN AND POSSIBLY EVEN POKE THE SMOLDERING EMBERS WITH A STICK.
I'm swinging on this massive pendulum of two things that are incredibly exciting for me and are very much things I want to do. But not at the same time.
My stupid brain can't seem to focus and concentrate so we're just kind of floating in the void. This isn't terribly unusual. After all, I did the same thing with book 2 when I suddenly decided to work on the written language that wouldn't be seen until book 3. And that project took about a month to finally complete.
Maybe this is just how I write now? Like a manic creature smashing at a keyboard one minute and the next a wild child with a crayon and a blank wall and no parents to reprimand me? Is that how this whole adventure is going to be? Me yearning to hold my own attention long enough to complete some semblance of a story?
Goodness gracious it'll be a miracle if we ever get to book 5. Let alone anything else.
In case you're wondering; Yes, this GIF does represent my brain at this precise moment.