Jul 31 2008
Writing Day–Hurray!
My brother just got word (for the second time) that an agent is significantly interested in his novel…fabulous news!
I have yet to get that kind of letter, but I hear he sends out 30 sets of letters + sample chapters at a time…and I manage maybe five…and he’s more inately polished a writer than I am, and more edgy…and I’ve read his novel, and it’s very good! I hope this agent takes him on…it would make his year!
Although I have no such letter, and my rejection letter pile will soon be enough to fill a wall, today I am writing. I cannot hope to maintain my composure if I compare myself to everyone else. So many of those who read my blog (or whose blogs I read) are far more advanced into the writing world than I am. And they, like my brother, inspire me to keep working at it.
I am fortunate to have watched a friend’s child throughout the school year, and she is returning the favor(s) by taking my kids certain days. AND TODAY’S ONE OF THOSE DAYS!!!
My kids will have a blast all day, playing with different toys and four other kids, and I will tuck myself into my recliner, open my laptop, and write, and write, and write until my fingers are going to break off…and then I’ll write some more. I really want to get somewhere with all of this, eventually. I want to finish this book, and have the finished product really mean something.
Anyway, I need to get going! Lots of writing to do! I’ll let you know how it goes.
Yes. He and A (and your L) are much more my brothers than anyone else at this point…by their choice and mine. It’s just like my mother-in-law…I call her “mom” and my own mother “my mother.” She really is my MOM, doing the things a MOM would do, helping me out, giving me welcome advice, encouraging me, etc.
Thank God I have you, though, Sis!
Flit– (a.k.a. Lauralee)
I so understand that one! Sometimes it’s the hours when I know I will have no children under foot, no hubby munching in the kitchen, no other tasks pressing me, that I find it impossible to focus on my writing. I suddenly find myself drawn to reality television (or old game shows, or online Sudoku) until the hours are past and everyone is here again.
Why IS that?