You know some times it’s not that I cannot find something to write about, its more that I have too many subjects, and trying to pick one is like walking into a bakery wanting a cream cake and there being an large selection of your most loved cakes.
In the end you take to many at once and kill the treat or forget it and walk out.
That’s the great thing I have noticed and the worst thing I have notice about having an interest such as writing story’s. There is just so much out there that it can be hard to pick one thing to say.
So i will pick one, query letters. I have sent out my query letters for my novel Purple.
Two are still to come back. A month has gone and all the others have come back with form rejections, one had just been signed in pen saying ‘not for us’
I do have a plan, yes a plan and people who know me would probably not be surprised at that. The plan is to hit all the UK agency’s first, because I’m from the UK and that makes sense to me. Then the US and so on. After going through the writers year book i was shocked at how few agency’s applied to me. Thinking it a doubting task at first but then that there was not many to choose from.
I have to wait for all the replays from the ones I have sent out.
90 days is what I’m told is the normal cut off. So two more months to wait. In the mean time I will develop something or not, who knows. 🙂
I would like to know if anyone has not had a reply from an agency or what’s the longest you have had to wait. That would be interesting.
I think sleep is a stealer of moments. We take it like a drug, every day we give valuable time. Time we could spend doing productive things such as writing. I understand that we need this drug and that for me I use it. I get many ideas while in those waking moments, I have note after note describing short scenes so I don’t forget the special feel of the idea, I try to trap my memory in there. So when I read it at a later date it will hopefully spark the same.
It’s not that I think we should get rid of sleep just that we should take it in moderation.
For instance the medical profession say from the age of four or five we need a minimum of twelve hours sleep per night. This is to give our body time to build and mature as we are still growing this makes sense.
Now after eighteen we begin to mature a little slower, much of the big stuff is done and by twenty five we are done. The cake is cooked and needs no more time in the oven “except to keep warm”
So take me at thirty eight I need no more cooking time just time to warm (and think over story’s and other stuff, not all other stuff is kept to the bedroom though)
A healthy adult can quite happily survive on just four to six hours sleep so why do we all strive to achieve this eight hour minimum.
I chose to think of sleep as a drug and although it is very addictive and lovely and warm I aim to fight to get back my lost hour of life that this condition steels from me each and every day.
My wife has just said “your not going to post that are you, you have done nothing but moan about how tired you are all week”
Maybe I’m still in withdrawal. 🙂