First and foremost: Thank you. To everyone who commented, emailed, tweeted, called, texted, or did anything else to talk me off the proverbial ledge. You are wonderful, amazing, caring people, and I don’t know what I would do without you.
Thanks to your encouragement, I’m back in the saddle again, folks! Well, maybe not totally, but I’ve definitely got a foot in the stirrup and I’m preparing to launch myself back on top of the publishing horse. That’s a big step forward, considering I’ve been trying to offer that horse my literary sugar cubes for about two years now and he has kicked me in the face every single time.
This metaphor is getting out of hand. Let’s move on.
I’ve revised eight of the forty-odd chapters that comprise my current WIP, Synthesis. That’s, like, a fifth of the book. Right? And that is definitely progress! So I’ve got to focus on what I have done instead of what I haven’t. I’m mildly terrified about the end, though, because it is way too open ended and I’ve got a bad feeling I’m going to end up doing the same thing I did for The Clearing, which was making a 20,000 word cut and rewriting the entire last third of the book.
It’s okay though. It’s okay. Because I want this book to go on submission, and I want it to do well. Heck: I want it to get bought. And that means I’ve got to put all the necessary work into it. No matter what that means.
Oh, as a quick side note: I was a little concerned that several of you used the word “depression” in your comments. Please listen to me: I am *not* depressed. I promise. I’m just very busy with Little Bit (who is 3 1/2 months old now) and the ol’ full time job, and the house, and… you know. A lot of the same stuff y’all are busy with. My situation is not very unique, and I understand that. I’m just a melancholic, so, y’know. Sometimes I get overwhelmed and introspective and turn into Joey Potter for a few days.
If you don’t know who Joey Potter is, I’m not sure we can be friends anymore. Well, okay, we can be friends, but you’ll have to submit yourself to a Dawson’s Creek marathon.
Love y’all. Happy weekend!
(P.S.: I am aware that this post was not very amusing. I promise, I’ll be back to my ridiculous self on Monday.)