I Never Finish Anyth
It hasn't always been this way
Hello!
Where has the time gone?
No, seriously, where did all the time go? A couple months ago I had time to sit down once a week, write out a blog post, write you a letter, and even write an article or two. What happened?
Things have just shifted. I guess that tends to happen over time, though it's frustrating to feel like I have a schedule figured out only to have it disrupted. I have been working in schools more, which means more time away from home and less time to write. Driving more, which means I get some time to think but I can't often sit down and record my thoughts anywhere. By the time I'm home, (a) I'm too tired to focus on blogging and newslettering and social media-ing and all the things I feel like I want and need to do for my writing, and (b) it's dinner time and spending time with the family time, and there's no time crack open the laptop and hammer on the keys even if I had the energy for it.
So I'm hoping while things are a little slower for the next two weeks, I'll be able to catch up on catching up. Starting now.
I've been reworking my submission to agents. I think part of the reason they haven't been showing much interest is that I've been selling the story as a bit too dystopian. If you've read the book, you'll know it's not a dark, Handmaid's Tale style dystopia, but more a story of how people grow and evolve in their beliefs, if they allow themselves to do so. So I've rewritten the submission materials to more strongly suggest these themes and de-emphasize the dystopian world. I'm also spending some time doing one last round of edits (but not too much) just to be sure it's polished for when an agent requests it. That way, they won't be able to turn it down! I'm also pausing on contacting agents until mid-January, to give them a chance to wade through their December and holiday break submissions and hopefully give mine more of a chance at getting noticed.
As you can imagine, that's been taking up most of my time. But I've got more ideas in my head than time to write them down, and that's not necessarily a bad thing. It means that, hopefully, once I get a moment to sit down and write them, I'll have plenty to talk about.
I probably won't write again until the new year, and so I hope you have a relaxing and peaceful next few weeks. I'll be thinking about you.
Until next time,
P.S. I used to be able to actually finish things. Maybe to a fault. Now I'm struggling to be done. Read more on the blog.