I'm in the middle of futzing with the blog layout, so give it a few days. I haven't touched HTML since 1998, a fact that confounds the husband (who built my website, pimp, pimp ). Still, I remember my [a ref=] tags, so I'm feeling all spiff.
On the other hand, I cannot get Halo Scan's version of comments to work, so until such a day where I slap my foreheard and shout "EUREKA!" we're going to be comment free.
Whee! I can taunt, but you can't taunt back!
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Book news is nil. I've got a couple of different story ideas knocking around in the interim, but I haven't heard a word on either current project. It's maddening when I think about the lack of forward progress. Really, a year ago I was absolutely convinced I'd be signed by now, but alas. Chickens. Eggs. Something about hatching. I dunno.
Not dwelling has become easier over the last year, though. That's a plus. Now, instead of obsessively checking my e-mail for a communiqué from my agent, I obsessively check my e-mail for gossip. And really, isn't gossip e-mail's true purpose?
I'm back to writing for myself, for that matter. Good, good. Happy. Yeah.
Granted, I've still got the daydreams where I go into Barnes & Noble and pick my book off the shelf, but I also daydream about being able to fly, so there's that.
Being proactive helps as well. Other projects to soak up the obsession. Short term includes mastering Dance Dance Revolution and learning how to cook a full Indian dinner (meat and vegetarian, mamachi). Long term: going back to UNM to learn Italian, studying for the LSATs, planning the Christmas trip to New York.
And writing, always writing.
On the other hand, I cannot get Halo Scan's version of comments to work, so until such a day where I slap my foreheard and shout "EUREKA!" we're going to be comment free.
Whee! I can taunt, but you can't taunt back!
*~*~*~*~*
Book news is nil. I've got a couple of different story ideas knocking around in the interim, but I haven't heard a word on either current project. It's maddening when I think about the lack of forward progress. Really, a year ago I was absolutely convinced I'd be signed by now, but alas. Chickens. Eggs. Something about hatching. I dunno.
Not dwelling has become easier over the last year, though. That's a plus. Now, instead of obsessively checking my e-mail for a communiqué from my agent, I obsessively check my e-mail for gossip. And really, isn't gossip e-mail's true purpose?
I'm back to writing for myself, for that matter. Good, good. Happy. Yeah.
Granted, I've still got the daydreams where I go into Barnes & Noble and pick my book off the shelf, but I also daydream about being able to fly, so there's that.
Being proactive helps as well. Other projects to soak up the obsession. Short term includes mastering Dance Dance Revolution and learning how to cook a full Indian dinner (meat and vegetarian, mamachi). Long term: going back to UNM to learn Italian, studying for the LSATs, planning the Christmas trip to New York.
And writing, always writing.
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