Seeing as work is the best way (for me at least) to soothe my sorrowful heart after a shower of rejections, I prepped some stuff for submission today and mailed it out. Even that much feels like a bit of progress. Of course, it may only yield more rejection . . . Vicious circle, this writing business.
I meant to do some actual writing, too, but had other errands to run. I’m glad, though, to have gotten some writing-related activities taken care of.
My son said to me today that he thought I’d be bored while he was at school. “You’ll do all your writing at once and then you won’t have anything to do!” I tried to explain that it doesn’t all happen at once, that most writing takes longer than a day. I’m not sure he believed me, though.
Having finished the draft of 20 August (my two-act play), I’m turning my attention once again to “The K-Pro.” And my scripts. And then at some point, when I feel enough time has lapsed, I’ll go edit 20 August . . . Did I mention the bit about the vicious circle? It’s rather like chasing one’s tail. But better to have too many projects than not enough. I hate dry spells. Would much prefer to stay busy, juiced up with ideas.