Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone at home?
Seriously. Does anyone even read this blog? I'm beginning to wonder if I don't just write this for my own gratification.
So I came to the realization the other day that unless I step it up a notch at work (not my writing, but selling insurance), that I will not be able to maintain my income. This does not please me. I've been stepping it up a notch and it's paying off. But now I'm stressed about my financial future. See, I have this tendancy to think that one day, one glorious, shining, beautiful day (so unlike the stuff I write about), some editor out there is going to read something I've written and believe in it so much that they want to publish my work, promote me as a writer, and help kick start my career thus hurling me into the inevitable stardom I KNOW I will eventually claim. However, there is this annoying thing . . . you may have heard of it . . . It's called reality. Reality checks in every now and again just to remind me that those who get ridiculously famous off their writing are far and few in between. So then what? Because I KNOW I will "make it" as a writer, I don't try as hard as I should be at my "other" job. My "real" job. You know, the one that pays the bills, the one that won't keep paying the bills if I don't do what needs to be done.
While this type of confidence is needed as a writer, it could severly damage my future, because, you see, confidence isn't the only thing that gets a person published. It helps, but it is most definitely not the only thing.
My novel, Djinn: A Love Story, is coming along really well. I've submitted Women Scorned with Leucrota Press. My fingers are crossed as this seems like an amazing market. For those who don't know, Leucrota is a fairly new, small press. By the end of next year, they will have published 17 books since they launched in 2007. Some of their books have won awards. Most of the books are now on my reading list as they sound amazing (and I'm not just saying this because I want them to publish me . . . the books look incredible). If you are interested, you should check out TJ Vargo's Low Man, Shaun Jeffery's The Kult, and Richard Maydak's One if by Heaven, Two if by Hell. Also, if you are into fantasy, Erin Durante's Damewood Trilogy looks very good.
My book Breaking Thresholds has made it into the 2nd round of reviewing through two different publishers, so fingers crossed there (and eyes and toes and hairs . . . but not the wires . . . one should never cross wires).
Right now, I'm supposed to be working on my Djinn novel. So, I suppose I better go do that. I skipped writing last night (bad baby! Bad baby!) to spend some much needed time with my husband. Tonight, I'm just tired. Worn out. It's hard to focus when my house is 80 degrees because my air conditioning isn't working. Thank the powers that be for my home warranty. Seriously, if anyone is going to buy a house, GET A HOME WARRANTY! For $55, they are going to come out and fix it. That's it. This pleases me. I suppose something has to.
Anyway, if you read my blog or ever stop into my site, I'd like to hear from you. You can comment here, or you can shoot me an email through the suggestion box. I love chatting with other writers as well as other readers. I'd also be curious to know how you stumbled upon my site. I'm trying to figure a few things out here, so knowing this would help.
Good night, boys and girls! Unpleasant dreams . . .
Seriously. Does anyone even read this blog? I'm beginning to wonder if I don't just write this for my own gratification.
So I came to the realization the other day that unless I step it up a notch at work (not my writing, but selling insurance), that I will not be able to maintain my income. This does not please me. I've been stepping it up a notch and it's paying off. But now I'm stressed about my financial future. See, I have this tendancy to think that one day, one glorious, shining, beautiful day (so unlike the stuff I write about), some editor out there is going to read something I've written and believe in it so much that they want to publish my work, promote me as a writer, and help kick start my career thus hurling me into the inevitable stardom I KNOW I will eventually claim. However, there is this annoying thing . . . you may have heard of it . . . It's called reality. Reality checks in every now and again just to remind me that those who get ridiculously famous off their writing are far and few in between. So then what? Because I KNOW I will "make it" as a writer, I don't try as hard as I should be at my "other" job. My "real" job. You know, the one that pays the bills, the one that won't keep paying the bills if I don't do what needs to be done.
While this type of confidence is needed as a writer, it could severly damage my future, because, you see, confidence isn't the only thing that gets a person published. It helps, but it is most definitely not the only thing.
My novel, Djinn: A Love Story, is coming along really well. I've submitted Women Scorned with Leucrota Press. My fingers are crossed as this seems like an amazing market. For those who don't know, Leucrota is a fairly new, small press. By the end of next year, they will have published 17 books since they launched in 2007. Some of their books have won awards. Most of the books are now on my reading list as they sound amazing (and I'm not just saying this because I want them to publish me . . . the books look incredible). If you are interested, you should check out TJ Vargo's Low Man, Shaun Jeffery's The Kult, and Richard Maydak's One if by Heaven, Two if by Hell. Also, if you are into fantasy, Erin Durante's Damewood Trilogy looks very good.
My book Breaking Thresholds has made it into the 2nd round of reviewing through two different publishers, so fingers crossed there (and eyes and toes and hairs . . . but not the wires . . . one should never cross wires).
Right now, I'm supposed to be working on my Djinn novel. So, I suppose I better go do that. I skipped writing last night (bad baby! Bad baby!) to spend some much needed time with my husband. Tonight, I'm just tired. Worn out. It's hard to focus when my house is 80 degrees because my air conditioning isn't working. Thank the powers that be for my home warranty. Seriously, if anyone is going to buy a house, GET A HOME WARRANTY! For $55, they are going to come out and fix it. That's it. This pleases me. I suppose something has to.
Anyway, if you read my blog or ever stop into my site, I'd like to hear from you. You can comment here, or you can shoot me an email through the suggestion box. I love chatting with other writers as well as other readers. I'd also be curious to know how you stumbled upon my site. I'm trying to figure a few things out here, so knowing this would help.
Good night, boys and girls! Unpleasant dreams . . .