“Am I spreading myself too thin?” my worry-wart of a self ponders.
For the first time in an ever-so long time, I’m attacking three writing projects all at once. Three incredibly divergent flavors of authorhood to boot.
Does the shimmying between sports reporting, self-publishing and Cozy Mystery concocting hurt or harm the final products?
I haven’t a clue.
But I do know I’m having fun.
That may be the best final product of all.