Eye Candy
As I face daunting revisions, I find myself a little more Eeyore-ish than usual. Instead of droning on, as is my first inclination, I'm going to post something we can all enjoy...
As I face daunting revisions, I find myself a little more Eeyore-ish than usual. Instead of droning on, as is my first inclination, I'm going to post something we can all enjoy...
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Thirteen Of My Favorite Comfort Foods 1. Oatmeal (the real, thick, slow-cooked, Irish Cut stuff) What are some of your favorite comfort foods? |
I'm a bit cranky.
Seems my writing has been shoved down on my priority list for the last 6 weeks.
March my husband was gone all but 4 or 5 days, and I was swamped with everything life throws at you on a daily basis. April has been filled with good things -- but stressful non-the-less. Trips, events, visitors. And now I'm so behind in everyday life (laundry, shopping, cleaning, bills, errands, gardening--not to mention that dreaded day job), that I still can't just dive right back into writing.
I've discovered over the last week or so, the inability to devote an hour or two of my day (minimum) to my stories, my characters, my writing over the last couple months has really gnawed at my patience level. I'm antsy to get back to it.
I've heard many other writers talk about how they get tweaked when they don't write. Are you that way? What happens to you when you don't write? How long does it take before you hit that irritation level?
Recently, both my CP's, Linda and Elisabeth, have posted about dreams on their personal blogs.
I don't typically remember my dreams, although I do tend to have quite a few deja vu moments, which I attribute to having dreamt of similar situations or circumstances.
This morning on my way to work, I passed a freeway offramp, and the sign--Wrong Way, Do Not Enter--stoked a memory of a dream the previous night. In my dream, I'd turned onto the offramp and faced several cars coming straight for me.
It wasn't particularly scary, more like, "oops" and I turned around and straightened myself out, but when I saw the sign today and remembered the dream, I wondered if it might have something to do with my writing career, which has been weighing heavily on my mind lately.
I spoke with my agent a few days ago and we'd discussed a couple rough plans for subbing Hiding to more houses, revisions and subbing plans for Safe. Her ideas were good, and I felt pretty settled when I got off the phone, reassured of her confidence in my writing.
Still, I've been writing for five years now, and the uneasy feeling of subbing and waiting, changing, subbing and waiting again has been gnawing at me. I've had more than a few what-in-the-hell-am-I-doing moments, and I can't help but wonder if that's where this dream stemmed from.
Do your dreams ever relate to your writing? Have any lately you want to share?
I'm curious. I was reading the agents and editors who offered up lunch and coffee and tea and reads and crits for Brenda Novak's annual diabetes auction and thought...gee, so many great names...how to choose? (That is if I HAD money to bid, which I don't.)
Who is your dream agent/editor? Have you or would you bid for a read or a meeting? How much?
Just got my books for the Daphne published contest:
I've got some good reading coming my way! :-)
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I have quite a few reservations about this whole deal. And they only got worse when we got the little guy back to the school farm and he was the only one there. He cries like a new puppy. He also instantly bonded with my daughter. Within an hour, every time she left his pen, he starting crying.
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