So, I've been dancing with the ancestors a lot lately. Okay, more than a lot. It's been a mini-obsession of mine - almost - to the exclusion of all us.
So, tomorrow, June 1, 2011, I step back from my dance with the ancestors and step forward to work on my writing.
Perhaps I just needed a break. Perhaps I was wallowing in self-pity. Perhaps . . .
Well, I don't know why I stepped back from the writing. I'm not a doctor, and I don't play one on TV.
I think I just needed a break.
I think - see yesterday's post - I needed time to dwell on things and decided the best course of action for me, because, well . . .
. . . it's all about me. Ha!
Seriously, I needed a break, took one, and now I'm gearing back up to throw myself in the query trenches while . . .
. . . also researching some indie/small press publishers that deal with my niche (which, in my opinion, really shouldn't be a niche) market.
I've started the one page synopsis required by one of the indie publishers. It's gonna take a wee bit of work to finish. Okay, it's gonna take a lot of work.
Have I mentioned I hate doing the synopsis thing? Oh, yeah . . . hate, hate, hate.
Then again, I hated doing algebra. Boy, did I hate doing algebar (see I hated it so bad, I spelled the word wrong - LOL). Man, I hated algebra. In fact, I barely passed algebra in high school, and yet . . . "A" was the name of the game in college. Go figure. Ha!
So, I plod every forward, doing what I must in this crazy writing journey, to get my brilliance published.