Saturday, July 30, 2005
WRITING IN THE SAND
What's even better, no one can send you a curt rejection letter saying, "Lots to admire, but didn't quite meet our needs." Nope, you take out your stick and speak your truth on the beach and bingo, you're published beneath the wide blue sky. No angst spent wondering if it's good enough. If it will be accepted. You live, you breathe, you create. What's so complicated about that?
Well, try telling that to my agent who wants to know why I'm so behind on my current project.
"Yes," I say. "But have you seen my blogs? How about that photograph of the little girl in the yard? Those colors were incredible!"
"Blogging's fine, but you've got to be disciplined about it," my agent advises. "Real work first. Then your little hobby."
"But I've met all these wonderful people. I read their blogs, and they visit mine. You have no idea how much fun I'm having."
"Fun? When people start getting paid for having fun, or blogging, for that matter, then we'll talk."
"But can't you just look at it? You might like it. Really, just last week one of my commenters said--"
"Sorry, Patry, but I'm a busy woman. And if you have any chance of making a career of writing, you should be, too."
Okay, so now I'm off to do my real work. Right after I check in on a few of my favorite blogs. (Is there a 12 step program for this yet?)