I’ve been away for awhile. Regrouping. Rethinking about what I want this blog to be.
I got off-track for awhile with what I was doing with Stripper Mom. I started writing about what I thought people wanted from me rather than what made sense for me. So, I will begin again. I will use this space for what I had intended.
I want to figure out who I am.
I know I’m a writer. I know I’m a mom. I know I happened to be a stripper once upon a time. And I know that stripping down is a good analogy for what I’m about in life.
Right now what I need to strip down to is what I’m doing with my writing.
I’m getting so tired of working and reworking the same project. I’m getting bored of waiting on agents to get back to me.
I have a possible agent holding on to my manuscript right now. Very lovely. Likes my manuscript. Provided great editing so far. But now I have to wait for her to find another agent to back her up on my project before she can take it to the head honcho.
What I’m worried about is that this will just keep going on like this for years. An agent will like the manuscript, take it on, have me revise it, sit on it for months, and then pass. And then I’m back to square one.
I want to move to square two already.
