Current mood:	awake
Current music:	Vivaldi: Le Quattro Stagioni, Op. 8/4, "L'inverno" - 1. Allegro Non Molto - Karl Münchinger; Stuttga
Entry tags:	novel, pb, writing

Oh How Big a Mouthful I've Chewed Off
I have good news and bad news.

The good news is that I've finished the second draft of my Picture Book MS. I hope to have it finished this week. I'm looking forward to sending it off into the wild to be ravaged by beasts or editors or whatever you call them as opposed to letting it stay at home to be overgrown by weeds. The working title is "The Secret Life of My Cat, Sneakers" which is more descriptive than entertaining so it will need work. I've conceptualized many PBs over the years, but none have kept my interest to the point where I would spend time polishing them.

(There was that one PB I finished where I was inspired to write the entire story with words that began with the letter "B". I really enjoyed that challenge. I even sent it off to one publisher who apparently hated it so much they didn't even bother with a rejection letter despite the SASE. I simply never heard a word from them. I didn't pursue the matter because after I sent the MS off I realized that by nature of the limitation I imposed upon myself, all the characters had alliterative names - the mark of a n00b. I'm not sure how I missed that. When I become rich and famous I will subject it upon the world like early Stephen King writings. Mwahahaha)

At any rate, I'm proud of "Sneakers" and happy to see the project come to completion. I will happily keep pushing this MS into the wild despite the pile of rejections it may keep bringing back home.

So what is the bad news? Well, I'm not making quick enough progress on the backstory for my MG novel. I wanted it finished before I turned 40 this December and I have to admit that I do not have the amount of time for writing I was hoping to have. I'm a full time Dad, as many of you know, and therefor I am so busy it hurts. We're going to have a family meeting tonight. They simply must let me write and draw and work before 12am in the morning. I can't keep burning the candle at both ends. I haven't attended church in ages; I spend all Sunday recuperating (I have disabilities). And I'm just not able to squeeze in writing time on top of all my other work. So something has to give, and I'm tired of that something being my health. I'm optimistic I will be able to work that "something" out tonight. My daughters' Summer schedules just finished their heaviest intensity. The rest of the Summer is wide open.