I haven’t updated lately because there isn’t much to say. I received three rejections this week, and what fun is that to report on? In fact, I was a little bummed, but then my friend said that he’d received three rejections, too, and two of them were from the same place as mine. I don’t know why that cheered me up, but it did. I suppose it’s because I know that he has talent, and if we’re tossed out from the same joint, that puts me in good company. Or something.
I have been digging in my heels and refusing to work on RunStarGirl. I’ve been writing long emails. I’ve been watching Judge Judy. (I’m ashamed! But it’s true, I admit it. I even hate court shows, I hate them, I hate them, but suddenly anything seems good when I’m avoiding editing.) I even spent a good 15 minutes watching dancing hermit crabs on youtube yesterday, and I realize it has to stop. Do I want to get RunStarGirl out? Yes. Do I want to procrastinate away my dreams? No. So why am I totally screwing around? Uh…
Tomorrow my goal is a minimum of 2000 words, and a little more editing. It really isn’t very much, but it will require some discipline. Also, I’m sick.
*sigh* Now that doesn’t sound very fun at all, does it?
Pieces out: around…35?