Because I have time on my side, I've enjoyed the freedom this week to have lengthy sessions of sitting meditation. Which means I've spent more time at floor level than normal. Which means I've discovered the veritable warren of dust-bunnyhood amassed underneath my bookshelves, desk, and bed. So I broke out the vacuum and had my way with them. Win.
Other accomplishments include finishing September edits on the book and beginning the corresponding October foray into the agent search. I've compiled a list of 30 potential agents and have queried ten. I've also received my first rejection. Despite the initial reaction, this is great progress. I estimate I have the stamina to contact 50 agents. I'm hoping 30, but I'm preparing for 50. Each rejection is getting me closer to representation. I'm hoping from 50, I can yield a positive result. If not, Plan B--which I haven't devised yet. But there is always a Plan B (and the whole dang alphabet--I'm nothing if not resourceful). Stay tuned.
In the meantime, just got a note in my inbox from the NaNoWriMo folks--National Novel Writing Month is coming up in November. I threatened to do it last year, having no idea how to write a novel. So instead I did a half-assed job at the NaNoWriMo for realists, aka National Blog Posting Month. Then, funny thing, I went and wrote a novel this year. So why not take the plunge, let the first one sit a bit, and move on to number two? And since my genre is Middle Grades, and the current one is complete at 47,000 words, that shorter length makes it a tad easier. In my down time this week, I will start an outline/plot arc.
First thing I did after shutting down on Tuesday, though, was to go to Albertsons and buy groceries as if a blizzard or apocalypse were coming. Oatmeal, yogurt, soup-makings, cheese sammies, and last night I made a big pot of chick pea-spinach curry from Isa Moskowitz's Post Punk vegan cookbook. My character Alkali, the Little Pine, Texas, postman, is Isa's uncle from Brooklyn. She has no idea. (I can take crazy pills if I want to; Congress does).
Today and tomorrow I hope to spend a good amount of time singing and playing music, learning some new tunes on my swamp-funky banjo mandolin. And then I've been inspired to get out my Spanish books and restart my attempt at language acquisition. Getting the car's oil changed, tailoring some skirts, and attending a photography show tomorrow will round out the week. I'd like to say more bike rides after yesterday's glorious ride out around the pond, but in fact we do have something like a blizzard coming our way. Oh, I exaggerate, but any snow and a high of 38 feels like a blizzard the first week of October.
Ok, ya'll. Sorry I can't find the time/energy/interest in the blog these days. I wrote a book, yo! Cut me some slack. (Um, I think it's just me who needs to cut me some slack.) Happy fall.
And if you really want to see what crazy really looks like: