Some General House Keeping

A bunch of you have been asking if I’ve heard anything from the agent.  The agent that has my full has been in possession of it for 3 1/2 weeks.  I’m not concerned because she informed me in our last communication that it would probably be 8 weeks until she was able to get back to me.

At the same time I sent my full manuscript to her, another agent asked for a “partial”.  That’s industry lingo for a selection of chapters.  I haven’t heard from her yet either, but it’s too soon to fret.

I’ve also entered a contest with Kensington Brava.  They won’t be revealing winners until September.

So I wait. 

And I’ve had a bit of a blockage.  This isn’t something I’m used to.  Normally, I have to restrain myself from writing more than one thing at a time.  I don’t know what my problem is.  I’ve tried to work on the knight story that I was working on months ago, before I got all caught up in rewriting that whole story for the agent (see above).  For more than two weeks, I’ve opened and reopened that document and watched the blinking cursor without adding any appreciable number of words.  I did a bunch of research, but when it comes to applying that new information, it just doesn’t seem to come.

Last night, an opening line came to me for a completely different story so, during some down time at work, I started with that.  We’ll see what becomes of it. 

Guess what I did tonight instead of writing?  You’ll never guess so I’ll give you a hint.  You know how periodically I give you stock investment suggestions?  Here’s a new one.  WD-40.  Go get some of that.

Seems kind of out of the blue, doesn’t it?  But that’s exactly what I’m dealingwith.  Blue and Green.  Crayons.  In the dryer and now all over a load of clothes.  WD-40 is the best thing to get it out, but it takes a bunch of work and several washes and then you’re clothes smell a little mechanicy.  I made that word up.  I do that.  I’ve also coined trafficky for when there’s a lot of traffic, obviously.  You can use either of those in conversation if you want.

This is the third or fourth time this has happened.  I have decreed that Crayons are no longer allowed in my house.  Or in my car.  The nooks and crannies of the back seat of my car are filled with puddles of melted crayons.  You want to know who I blame?  RESTAURANTS.  Must they always give my kids crayons?  And then when I won’t let the kids take them with them – for obvious reasons – they shove them in their pockets and VOILA they’re melted in the dryer.

AAAAARRRRRRGGGGG.

So anyway, I’m going to go through a couple more cans of WD-40.  That stock should show some growth for your portfolio.