Everything else aside, I am so very pleased with myself this month. Aside from today, I have written every day. I'm not even bothering to care that there have been days when the most I could manage was in the twenty to thirty word range. I wrote on the night of the 4th, late at night. I wrote with a fever ( Read more... )

I don't have too much to say right now. I just thought I'd share with you all something I've been doing on my other blog. It's called 'The Last Thing I Wrote Yesterday' and it's basically just that.

Giant Box

I hope that link worked. My html skills are a little rusty. 
Anyway, I hope everyone had a good weekend. (I did.)

   When all this journal was about was me whining writing about making submissions to agents who didn't want what I was submitting? Pepperidge Farm remembers . . . I mean, yeah. Well, I imagine this journal is going to be about more, but . . . I made a submission to an agent today. Yep. 
  This particular agent takes several months to respond, ( Read more... )

  Hello, friends and other people who may have wandered onto this entry and have now scurried away so fast you haven't even gotten to the end of this greeting. I feel kind of silly. Possibly as a result of sugar I have consumed. Or eaten. You know, either way. In any case, I forgot what the point of this post was . . . which is why I gave it such a ( Read more... )