Sorry for being MIA this
month of August. Truth be told, as far as writing goes, I simply don’t have
much to report.
I discovered last week
that the agent I did not one, but two R&R’s for on two different
manuscripts has left the agency and maybe even agenting altogether. Some of you
might remember me struggling to finish a very in-depth revision for this agent
before Christmas, which I sent in and patiently awaited feedback for.
Feedback that will never
come.
Strangly enough, I’m not
as devastated by this new publishing setback as I may have been in the past.
Yes, I did a lot of work on that manuscript. Yes, I would have loved to get her
feedback on the finished product, but what can you do?
I think now is simply not my time.
There are some
major-big-life-changing events going on in Katieland right now. The biggest
being that the creepy family is kicking the dirt of this Parisian suburb off
its heals and heading west to a lovely little town in Brittany, France.
This decision has been
awhile in the making and since my maternity leave came to an end in July, I’m
not ready to rejoin the workforce quite yet, and we need to move into a larger
place with four children - we decided to go ahead and find a place we truly loved to make the move.
We chose a small town 20
minutes north of Carnac, Brittany. Carnac is a writers dream with lush, green forests, rocky ocean coasts, white sand
beaches, and ancient celtic megaliths. The place is rich in ancient lore and
mystique and reminds me more of my native New England than any other region I’ve
ever visited in France.
The move will take place
in September, so until then I’ve got my work cut out for me.
In other news: Phoebe is
bordering on six months old and slowly moving out of her extra-limb phase and
into her discovery phase. Basically, she’s got mommy completely figured out and
I’m officially boring. Old news. She’s begun to sit up in an attempt to
discover more interesting subjects. Last night was her first night sleeping in
the girls’ room instead of ours. And we’ve begun some spoon-feeding, which is
always fun.
So yes, between all of
this and the girls still at home for the interminable summer vacation, I’ve
been out of the writing community loop for…*ahem* awhile, and will probably
remain that way for at least another couple of months, which stinks. Because I
do miss this part of myself.
But I’m confident that
eventually, my time will come. My time to write. My time to blog. My time
to finally, FINALLY get an agent and get published. Someday. At some point. I’ll
be there.
Until then, a big thanks
to all of you who have stuck around for my random, sporadic posts. It means a
lot!
Ever feel like you have to put your writing aspirations in a box for a little while, until it's time to take them out again?
