Before I started out on my most recent foray into writing and self-publishing at a steady pace, I wrote out a schedule. I love plans, and for the most part, I’m good about sticking to them. I based all of my numbers from the last time I was publishing and writing frequently and went from there. It was nice, detailed, and I’d even remembered to work in time for unexpected delays.
All of my careful planning is slowly starting to erode away. Editing the first two books took much longer than I had estimated, which is a good thing. These two books are the best-edited books I’ve put out. I’m proud of that and of them. However, that has altered the schedule.
That’s not necessarily a bad thing. Schedules are going to change, and I have to be flexible. I am disappointed, especially since it doesn’t look like I’ll be releasing a book every thirty days, but I’m not going to be far off. The schedule hasn’t been completely obliterated, yet. I will more than likely get the third book out on schedule, but the fourth book is where things will get delayed.
The plus side to these delays and all of this new information is that the next schedule I make will be better. I will be able to look at what I’ve accomplished with the time I have available and have a better idea of what I’ll be able to do.