The prospect of a better tomorrow appeared bright by the light of shiny spangled signs and glittering balls as we said **** (claim you expletives) to 2020.
But a week in to 2021, nothing looks better or brighter. Death, an unwavering pandemic, rising poverty levels, and the unbearable weight of racial injustice have been compounded by the unforgivable assault on our democracy. The result–an insurrection.
And the world looks on. This dystopia is a global nightmare. But it is ours. This is our past, present, and future.
But I don’t think we are doomed. I still see something brighter on the horizon, I see people on the move. Collectively moving forward, toward something beyond the shadows. What is this thing? Hope? Resolve?
Both…We can get past these atrocities if we believe we can.
But we cannot forgive, and we cannot forget. Every stone laid by complicitity and hate has destroyed the bedrock of our being. We have to be better, because we have to be.
I feel it’s been forever since I last posted here, because it has been. This is the longest damn year ever. And it’s only half done.
I miss being here and feeling like I have something to say. Something to share. I kept waiting for something amazing to happen, something to shout from the rooftops…
I have no such thing. And I’ve decided that’s okay. Being okay right now is okay. It’s the most okayist thing in the world. Are you okay?
I’m okay. I’m here without rooftop shouting news because in the end, it’s all about the journey. Welcome back on my ride.
To update, My querying redux started with a bang of requests and excellent feedback from agents… until Covid 19 swept over our nation. Then suddenly, my voice seemed too dark.
I can’t control this. This is bigger and more vital that any book. A lot of things are right now…
But I won’t give up either. On my 2 year blog-versary, I’ve come too far to give up. And this isn’t a race. I’ve stepped back to work on new stories and evaluate the right avenue for my publishing venture. One way or another, I’ll get there when I get there .
And I’m gonna be better about talking about it. Writing, as we all know, can be very isolating. Community makes us strong. I need to grab hold again and not let go. Words are too important.
Which leads to my last note in this long overdue update.
Words are important. More important? Voices that need to be heard.
I want to state, unequivocally, my support for Black Lives Matter. Although this is not my narrative, I will forever be changed by the magnitude of this moment. Silence is complicity, and I want to be a better ally to the Black Community. Nothing is more vital. We must do better. The future of humanity depends on it. So please-Do the work. Listen, learn, accept, speak up, stand.
To all my dear WPs, ✌️💛 from the bottom to the top.
I live!!!!! Yes WPs. I’m here, living like a writer and balancing it all like I know you all understand!
Update: I completed a full revision of my novel CAPTURE THE TIDE, including changing my POV from 3rd to 1st person. This was a massive, time consuming task and I couldn’t be more grateful for my amazing editor. I’m already seeing some great feedback from agents, including some requests!
I hope to continue striking balance and being more active here again soon. Hopefully with some more great news!
As my query responses seem to lull at the pace of the changing seasons, I’ve finally dusted off my long dormant WIP.
Queue applause and accolades.
Skimming it, I’m glad to see that I’m still into it. Unfortunately it seems I’ve four versions of it. I attribute that to swapping between one drive mobile and pc only. But, after stitching sections together I have a decent first draft. Not too shabby, although I rue autocorrect. Rue it I say.
Now the challenge will be to see if I can be more electronically organized this time around. I’m looking at trello and scrivener as possibly tools. Tools used by far more experienced writers than myself. Or maybe I’ll just pants it. I realize that’s imprudent but I regard free form intuition as my most effective creative tool. (I’m also terrible with computers and a creature of handwritten habits.) But I digress…
How do you guys organize you’re WIPs. Inquiring minds need to know.