Consign rejection to the bin. This is a particularly pretty bin. But any bin will do.
The other day was all about rejection.
I sadly wasted an entire afternoon of my three-day little holiday from Bunkeroo on rereading all correspondence from agents in the past about my first two novels and numerous short stories, thinking I was doing research on whom to submit to now, but really f***ing depressing the heck out of me.
I have a collection...
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Actual product size is way bigger than this looks.
I'm having a little holiday from Bunkeroo. She's in Normandy hanging out with her French grandparents & some of her 21 cousins. So, having three days to myself, what crazy stuff do I get up to today? All-day spa? Shop till I drop? Eat out frenzy? Hit hotel bars for afternoon teas and cocktail hour?
-Muck around on the Internet (but, good news - deleted Solitaire App off...
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It's a real kick to finish your book.
Be it Draft 1 or 20, it's a totally natural high to feel FREE of the pressure or volition to keep hacking away at this monster you've created - at least for a while.
The days that lie post-finishing and pre-stressing-about-how-it-is-received are pretty terrific. Personally, I find myself able to shop, cook nicer things for dinner, spend idle minutes decluttering paperwork, all sorts of amazingly relaxing fun things. I finished Draft 4 last...
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Does it help a writer to put oneself on a deadline?
A few posts back I mentioned aiming to finish Draft Four by the end of September. I meant 2010, not 2011. But have I? Nope.
Does setting a deadline help me or hinder? Well, this has been a source of fruitful dialogue (read: arguments) between moi and Hubby. He's a planner. Micro-planner, macro-planner, he'll do all and any planning. It's part of his job, but also a big part of...
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Beware of small people's powers to derail your thoughts.
I'm in a real slump. Imagine trying to juggle a bowl of spaghetti (what I call rewriting a new draft of your novel) with the above image running out of her room every 5 minutes to go pee, or banish a basket from her space, or ask 'what time it is?', or proclaim with joy that she's had a 'short sleep' when she hasn't at all.
Days with...
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