A new job schedule, another school year over and an organizational overhaul of my house.
I don't know what I was thinking. It seriously is like rubbing two sticks together to get the old writing fire burning again.
I think part of my lack of posting was mostly my own guilt and embarrassment at the snails pace of progress. Or, to put it more clearly...My intense lack of progress.
I believe that I don't really have the roaring fire that there was before but, slowly the little embers I do scratch out are making their way to becoming something much larger and hotter than expected. Yes, I am writing more. It has been an intense uphill battle for the last month or two but now I am on a nice level path to progress.
I can only seem to squeak by with maybe two hours at best these days, but I'm hopeful that one day soon I will be able to lose myself completely for a few hours and be back to full steam ahead.
Don't get me wrong. I am still working. Just not at the pace I was previously at which has me feeling like a total slacker. One encouraging friend said, "Even if it's just one line that you write, it's still one line closer than you had before."
I have not sent any more queries out yet but, there have been more rejections back.
Six-to be exact. Three letters and three emails.
Again, they have all been nice and encouraging in their own ways. One agency even went as far as to give me the names of alternate resources for finding agents and editors. I think I will send them a thank you note. Because seriously, how often would that happen? That a busy agent would take the time to give you more options? It took the sting out a little.
Rejections:19
Queries still Out:8
Before long I will write some of these 8 off as rejections because they are probably not going to get back to me. It's what I like to call the "Quiet Rejection".
I will give a page report on the next entry. When I won't feel quite as embarrassed by my lack of pages.
