WHEN YOU LOSE TOUCH

As you know, I am dying to hear back from a literary agent about my partial manuscript. But, when I decided to start editing my second book, which follows on the first, I found it impossible to connect with the characters or the story.

Don't get me wrong, I love my characters. I have spent two years working on them. But then I have also spent another year working on other stories in the meantime. Now I have the trouble of getting back in touch with characters that I have already decided to forget about, because I thought that nobody was interested in them or the story any more. After all, I have a ton of rejection letters saying so.

So now I am wondering, how do I get back in touch with my characters to write the second draft of the second book. Right now I feel like I don't know them and I have no connection to what I had written previously. I have been emotionally shoved around and around and now I don't know which end is up, when it comes to my novel writing.

I think I just need to read through it and figure out what is going on. Maybe I just need to spend some quality time with these impossible characters. If I must be honest, I think they are giving me the silent treatment.

HANGING IN THERE

Sorry that I have not blogged for a few days. I had a deadline that I had to meet and I was just not making the progress that I needed to.

I didn't want to tell you guys this, in case I jinxed myself, but an agent has requested a partial of my first book. I must admit, that it is all very exciting. I can barely sleep, anticipating the email that will change my writing future forever. I just hope that my work is good enough that she wishes to represent me. I know this is really premature, but I am ready to be a published author. Mentally, I am ready for the leap.

So, what is new in your lives?

WRITING IS TOUGH

When I read about various published authors saying that writing is a tough profession, I did not want to believe them. Somehow I thought that when I become a professional writer, it would somehow be different and right now, it isn’t.

Don’t get me wrong, I love writing. I just wish to confirm to everybody else who like me, thought that writing is not a tough profession, that it actually is. As a freelancer, I work long hours and I have to complete assignments that seem nearly impossible to finish, in a short time span. At times you feel like you just want to give up, but when that project is done, you could not be prouder and you cannot wait to start project two.

If you really want to be a writer, than make friends with patience and frustration. Not to mention solitude and determination. In the end, the only way you can truly achieve the goals you set for yourself as a writer, is to push on regardless of the feedback you get. You have to believe in yourself completely, even when others doubt your potential, because in the end, you will be the only one that believes in yourself enough to keep on writing regardless. You have to know you have the potential to achieve your goals, even when others do not seem to believe.

The Insecure Writers Support Group was created by the wonderful and talented author and blogger, Alex J. Cavanaugh. You guys can visit Alex over at http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com.

EXERCISE...WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?

Have you ever wondered why it is so easy to get out of shape, but never that easy to get back in shape? I am wondering that right now, as my calves are throbbing and as I am trying to get back my breath.  Why does it have to be that hard for woman to lose some extra fat? After all, it only takes you one bad meal to pick it up.

Every time I want to quite exercising I think of how I now have that famous square butt, from sitting down too much. Uhh!!!

THAT IS GOOD

I have finally gotten a new freelance job. I joined www.elance.com two weeks ago and that is how I got this job. This is a wonderful website if you want to find freelancing jobs from any working sector imaginable. of course, I should mention that the company Elance gets a percentage of any money that you make. I find it to be completely fair as they provide a safe job finding experience, not to mention the best freelancing jobs out there, as well as guaranteed payment.

I am now working my butt off and taking it all one day at a time. That is the only thing that one can do.

SOMETIMES SLEEP IS THE ANSWER

Last night I had a dream about the novel that I have been avoiding. I dreamt that I was actually one of the characters and do you know what? When I woke up, I was really excited to start working on it again. I guess in my subconscious, I really wanted to do it, but I was just putting things of repeatedly. Though, for this novel, I like writing the second draft during the night. It just feels better and I feel more at ease and comfortable.

I have also been doing a bit of dancing on the exercise front and I really do feel happier, getting some exercise in me. Now it is just a matter of keeping it up. So, how are you guys doing?

HOW WEIRD IS THAT?

Last night I took my place at the computer, feeling a little scared, as I clicked on the first draft of one of my previously written stories, which I have not read in a very long time. It has been a year since I completed it and in some some strange way, I felt no connection to this piece of work. In one way I could almost not believe that I had written it. 

Though, I should mention that all my signature mistakes reminded me just who wrote it. Getting back into the novel writing mode, after trying desperately to play the freelance one, has been a lot harder then I thought. Somehow I thought I could just flip the switch and then I could turn off the one side of my brain and then later, turn the other back on again. 

Novel writing is and will always be my first love and the desire to be a successfully published novelist is still my main driving force. But, just to make things clear, freelancing it what I do to pay the bills and if I can gain more credibility as a writer, then that is good too. 

So now it is back to writing the second draft of my long lost manuscript. Last night I had to stop at page 3, as my cat wanted attention. As you know what Katy wants, Katy gets, or else, you get the claws.