The Dream Runs Faster Than I Do.

Here's the thing. I need a fairly detailed account of what happens in the next two books before I publish the first one. I already know that the second two books are going to be more enjoyable, both to read and to write. The first one needs to hook you, and be interesting, so that people will continue to read them, but the premise and the story for the first iteration just isn't as interesting, at least to me. It's a different type of story. The second and third iterations of the first book will be on-par with the second and third books, which i think will work well for the whole picture.
I don't know what to do with it yet, but it's looking to be a much bigger project than originally scoped. I'm keeping my deadline until it needs to be extended. The problem is I want to quit my job and be a professional writer. I believe that this will only be possible if i focus on several short stories a month for a while, get some capital under my belt and wait for the 'quit-my-job-and-sit-around-writing-phase' to come much later.
The dream keeps running, and I watch the realization date move farther and farther down the path. I'm still ripping the clothes off of it, but it's putting more and more on as fast as I rip them off. It's a game. Not quite a stale mate yet, my victory is still eventually fortold.

The harder I work at it the sweeter the taking will be.