Stick Me In A Clothes Dryer And Spin Me, Baby

May 15, 2008
Sounds sort of like a country song.

I'll confess my first thought for a blog post this morning was to write about wanting to give up writing fiction completely, how I was one too many rejections over my limit, that I was busy and frustrated and really, shouldn't I just show some common sense?

Then I sat down and worked on my wip for an hour.

Then I got ONE MORE REJECTION from my agent, to which I responded: "I don't think I can stand any more good news this week."

Really, hold onto them until next week, okay? I'm annoyed.

I had a conference call about some NF work that went really well and I'm very excited about it. Things are just going great in the writing business area (knock wood), although from the fiction/novel/film option end of things I might as well shoot myself in the head. It increasingly starts to feel like a total freakin' waste of time and energy!

Which goes a long ways toward saying, If you're unpublished and you get totally fed up ("I am just sick and tired...") with doing body-slams on the steel doors of publishing's castle, well, friends, you ain't alone. If you wonder if you shouldn't just throw in the towel and take up macrame, you ain't alone.

So do what I do, not what I say.

Sit your ass down and write anyway.

Cheers,
Mark Terry