Sick and tired of queries.
I’ve had my fill of queries.
Full of hopes…and dread worries.
Tired of being so mired.
Tired of manuscripts unacquired.
Let’s face it: I’m tired.
I’ve queried thousands of men.
Again and again.
They sing the same tune.
They compare you with Byron and Shelley
Then jump on your belly
And burst your balloon.
Tired of playing the game.
Ain’t it a crying shame.
I’m. So. Tired.
Progress…of a Kind
In case you skipped the beginning of this post to start reading here, I’ll let you know up front that I’m feeling the grind.
Which is not to say that there has been no progress toward publication (there has). It’s just that this process, which is a lengthy and often tedious affair, at times makes me a bit lethargic.
But that only means that the process is doing its job. The reason why publishing requires such patience and persistence is because those two qualities provide the perfect filter. By leaping these hurdles, I am paying my professional dues. Every writer has to go through it at some point, and knowing this makes the process easier…but not any less tiring.
And since I can’t say anything definite, let me just tell you that I’ve gotten a little bit of good news, and a whole freakin’ ton of no news.
Is That a Glimmer on the Horizon?
I’ll be sure to keep you posted should anything definitive happen. Until then, let me just assure you that I am seeing things move. I’ve never put more effort into publication than I am putting in right now, and I am getting results that I have not gotten with previous books.
But I still don’t have anything to announce. Until then, all I can document is the struggle itself. And that struggle is absolutely real.
I’m grateful to get encouragement from so many sources. Keep checking this space for updates, because good news could strike any day now.
In the meantime, thanks for reading.