There’s nothing like a Monday morning meeting filled with meetings to make me realize just how cool it would be to not have to do the whole 8 to 5 day job thing. Especially following an evening hockey game. I do need to finish a novel, get an agent, get a publisher, and become a famous writer. Not too much to ask, right? *sigh*
That’s how I’m feeling this morning. Cooped up and tired. I found the picture above on wikimedia commons because I wanted to post something beautiful, to lift my mood at least.
Also, it is becoming Autumn here. It is my favorite time of year. The leaves are changing colors and the temperatures are letting up a bit. I’m able to sleep with a cover on and spend some time outside without wilting away. On that front, life is good.
You know, when I first started writing here and posting fiction here, I thought maybe, just maybe, I would post something and it would be so good someone would just stop by and say, “Wow, you are so great. I wave my magic wand and I want you to write a novel for our publishing company.” Naive, huh?
What I know now is there are thousands of people who want to be published and who are talented. They are everywhere. It’s up to writers to put in the work, talented or not. No one just hands out publishing deals. You need to earn it. That’s the hard part.
Anyhow, that’s where I am. I’m tired. At least tomorrow is Tuesday.