Again, again!

Remember Teletubbies?
They'd watch something and shout, "Again, again." The video would then start over.
I disliked Teletubbies; one of my kids must have been fascinated by the weirdness. Regardless, "again, again" fits oh so many things: exercising, dieting, and completing a writing project.

I finished writing my fantasy novel White Fire. I finished formatting it for ebook-hood. I got it uploaded to Smashwords and Amazon. I set the date for it's premier opening (I do theater; it's hard not to associate things in theater terms. For instance, I had job auditions, not interviews. I digress). I told family and friends about the pre-order time period. Then it went live yesterday.
What the heck have I been doing with my writing since then?!
AGAIN! AGAIN!
I'm supposed to be working on:
a book I'm adapting into a musical. (Distant Serenade by Michael McLean)
editing White Fire's sequel. (The Search for Sethrum's Children, tentative title)
a humorous contemporary book I want to finish asap. (Bertie's Lasting Legacy)

So, it's time to start writing - diligently, industriously, daily - again, again!
And next time, in fear of having to recall the Teletubbies, maybe I won't "rest" for a month before plunging into the next project! May you all learn from my sad experience and keep at whatever you're supposed to be keeping at, rather than having to start ranting, "Again, again!"