My mom's half brother passed away today. So very sad as he was only 57. We're thinking of you Roy! Could you perchance give me a sign there's an afterlife? I'd appreciate it...it would lessen my anxiety about dying, that's for sure.
On the writing front, it was No News Tuesday. While the mail actually did come today, it brought only news of bills that needed paying, and really, who needs that kind of news? I'm also wondering how many times I can say 'news' in one post? Apparently a lot.
I'm currently reading A Great and Terrible Beauty and I have to say, it's the first YA book I've truly enjoyed. I'm hoping to write another book which would entail turn of the century details so I could write more poetically vs. "Dude, that was such a trip."
Rest in peace dear Roy...you will be missed!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
A whole lotta nothin'
I wish I played the banjo. Then I could pluck away with a blade of grass between my teeth as I watched the tumbleweeds roll by.
All's quiet on the home front today. I'm awaiting several responses by snail mail and the mail didn't come today! Well, it did but there was nary a letter in the box. So nada.
Part of the frustration of the publishing process is the waiting game. You wait to have your query answered, you wait to have your pages looked at, you wait for an editor, publisher and then for your book to come out.
Oh, Susannah, don't you cry for me...wait, um, Susannah? Go ahead. Cry for me. Then I don't need to do it myself.
All's quiet on the home front today. I'm awaiting several responses by snail mail and the mail didn't come today! Well, it did but there was nary a letter in the box. So nada.
Part of the frustration of the publishing process is the waiting game. You wait to have your query answered, you wait to have your pages looked at, you wait for an editor, publisher and then for your book to come out.
Oh, Susannah, don't you cry for me...wait, um, Susannah? Go ahead. Cry for me. Then I don't need to do it myself.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
My first post
Wow, Madonna's song is popping into my brain..."Like a virgin, blogging for the very first time..." Ok, it's more like Weird Al's version but still. This is my first post on all things writing. I'm a gentle person, but honest. So if I think something's funky, I'll be sure to call it/myself/you on it. But in a nice way, not the catty, LA way.
Received a rejection today...yay! From someone I'd actually removed from my list. Men will never like my ms, and hey, that's ok...and especially not Mr. 63 year old agent. I won't mention names but he resides in NYC so I know that narrows it down.
My ms is 95,000 words and currently titled, PURE. It's out w/ several agents but I've heard nary a peep in weeks=a rejection. Not always, but a lot.
I'll try to think of something exciting for my next post since this is so boring. Hey, "the first time" is never the greatest...right?
Received a rejection today...yay! From someone I'd actually removed from my list. Men will never like my ms, and hey, that's ok...and especially not Mr. 63 year old agent. I won't mention names but he resides in NYC so I know that narrows it down.
My ms is 95,000 words and currently titled, PURE. It's out w/ several agents but I've heard nary a peep in weeks=a rejection. Not always, but a lot.
I'll try to think of something exciting for my next post since this is so boring. Hey, "the first time" is never the greatest...right?
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