As intrigued as I am by the Kill Your Darlings game, I decided last night that I have to discipline myself and Just Say No. There's just not enough room in my life for it right now. I'll have to play along vicariously through everyone else.
As I wrote in a previous posts here and here about Pamela Regis's A Natural History of the Romance Novel, I was giving serious consideration to picking up my 2000 undergrad honors thesis and expanding it the way I had planned to then. That "serious consideration" took a step in an even more serious direction yesterday, when I began assembling some of my old notes and subsequent text expansions. I've already purchased a couple more reference books, and started re-reading some of the material already on hand.
My personal life has also presented some new challenges. My financial situation is a tad more precarious than it has been, and I am at an age where that is not easily remedied. I am not destitute, at least not yet; nor am I without resources. My last big art show is coming up in early April, and much of my energy until then will be directed toward that. Then comes the long, hot summer, when supplemental income is less reliable and expenses can mount significantly.
Another of those resources is this project, if I can gather my discipline and determination and Just. Do. It. I should have been doing it for the past several years, but there's no changing that.
The romance genre has expanded since 2000, and I know I have a great deal of work ahead of me. I guess I'd better get to work.