Today, as everyone knows, is Leap Year. (Leap Day?) Since I have been musing lately on how very much has changed in four years, I thought it was fitting that I blog today about where things stood for me last leap year.
Let’s rewind to our last leap day, February 29, 2008. I had been writing for five years, seriously pursuing publication for three
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And I can relate. For the past nearly 2 years, I have been revising and querying, and also job-hunting since graduating as a mature student--graduating into the toughest economic climate (particularly for the arts) the UK has seen in decades...that most of the world has seen in decades, I suppose. So not only am I banging on that door with every ounce of my being to be let into that very first circle (finding an agent who believes in me), but I'm simultaneously looking for someone to let me into a door that will give me a pension. Or at the very least, a sense of usefulness while my fiance' labours away every day and I sit at home, reading the job boards and trying not to feel guilty when I stop for the day to write.
Thanks for sharing this. I needed to hear it.
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