Creativity Finally Flowing Again...
Long time, no write. And not just here, either. I had to do some relocating, both mentally and physically, but now things seem to be rolling.
In the past few months I've chucked three UFO's (UnFinished Opus) into the virtual garbage can and started four new ones. Of the four, I like two of them. I was going to send an MS to Lulu.com just for shits and giggles, but then I didn't see the point of submitting an MS that took me eight months' worth of blood, sweat and tears to produce and get nothing back for it money-wise.
Never, ever write 'just for free.' If you're going to waste your time, take up ping-pong.
In the meantime, I've managed to get what I've always wanted - a secluded home in the country with nothing but tall pines for company. I have my own office now, more or less, and for the longest time I STILL couldn't finish anything I'd started. I literally couldn't write squat. Well, that's changing, finally. I've got a couple of great ideas that I'm actually putting down on paper (or should I say, screen). This has all happened because I moved yet again, this time for thousands of miles. Funny how a change of scenery can spur a sluggish mind into thinking again.
Anyway, I do believe I'll finish at least one novel by March and get it submitted (to an agent this time - no more direct publisher contact). The second one that shows promise will probably be completed sometime this summer, if all goes well. Hopefully one of them will be published - for real! I respect Lulu.com and other avenues like it, but they're just not for me. The real money is with the big publishers. I like to write, but then again, I'm not doing this for personal enrichment (or whatever the hell they're calling it these days). I'm doing this for money, and not just small money either. Big time bucks. Stephen King-type bucks. J.K. Rowling - type bucks. All my other sources of income have ceased or been misdirected, so it's now time to sink or swim.
This need not make sense to anyone but me.
I sent off a couple of book reviews to a local rag in the hope that they'll publish them. My only published item in 2005 was a letter to an editor I wrote to a local paper, complaining about the lack of jobs in this area. It was creative whining, but whining just the same. I'm surprise they ran it.
As for publication; it's not like I really need the money - I own land and a home and I do have resources, but still... I've worked ever since I was 13 and being home all day long while staring at my computer is not a life by any means. Well, on the bright side, I have plenty of time to get something written.
That's it for now. This message is mainly for those curious as to where I've been and why I've been incommunicado for several months on end.
I'm still alive, still writing and I'm still getting by.
Until later,
Jillian