I promise I haven't gone anywhere; I'm still here. It's just that with so much of my creative energy being funneled into my current Work(s) In Progress, I am finding it hard to blog much.
Last week I spent spring break with my children enjoying time with MIndy and Aubeny (my sister and niece). We ate brownies (licking the batter was awesome) and played hours upon hours of Just Dance for the Wii. My arms have never been so sore (from the dancing, not the brownies). But when they went home on Saturday night, I was left with a filthy house to clean and a sick four-year-old to care for. Oh well, it's a small price to pay for all the fun we had.
I received rejections from two literary agents on Friday. Despite my best efforts not to let it bother me, it did. My children were the first to jump right in and offer their sweet words of encouragement, insisting that they LOVED my book and want me to keep trying. I will--for them.
Three more days until Aaron is liberated from his prison (office). I can't wait to have a husband again. We're planning a small warm-weather vacation--hope Mother Nature plans on cooperating.
Right now my cling-on mini me (sick daughter) is begging for yogurt, placing the container right on top of the keyboard as I type. So, guess I'll have to blog to you later. : )
Last week I spent spring break with my children enjoying time with MIndy and Aubeny (my sister and niece). We ate brownies (licking the batter was awesome) and played hours upon hours of Just Dance for the Wii. My arms have never been so sore (from the dancing, not the brownies). But when they went home on Saturday night, I was left with a filthy house to clean and a sick four-year-old to care for. Oh well, it's a small price to pay for all the fun we had.
I received rejections from two literary agents on Friday. Despite my best efforts not to let it bother me, it did. My children were the first to jump right in and offer their sweet words of encouragement, insisting that they LOVED my book and want me to keep trying. I will--for them.
Three more days until Aaron is liberated from his prison (office). I can't wait to have a husband again. We're planning a small warm-weather vacation--hope Mother Nature plans on cooperating.
Right now my cling-on mini me (sick daughter) is begging for yogurt, placing the container right on top of the keyboard as I type. So, guess I'll have to blog to you later. : )
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Comments
I know you will find someone that LOVES your book! I love that your kids are your #1 supporters!!! SO CUTE!! Love you guys! & miss you!
And I'm sorry about the rejections. Keep them in your file so that one day when you are a rich and famous writer/author you can say, "Neener neener neener!"
i think you've got it.
=)
PS. And your kids are right.
Oh -- and aren't you glad tax season is OVER!