I'm at the point where I want to pull it up and really dig into itwork on it: correcting grammar, fixing mess-ups, and just doing a total revision, but I'm holding off for a few more weeks. I'm setting the day of the 24th, after my trip to Nashville, and when meet season is (almost) over; when I can actually concentrate on revising the way it needs to be done.
Then, I need to dig further into Writer's Market for possible agents. Actually, my goal is to do that over the next few weeks: research agents, find agents that will accept unsolicited works, read up on query letters, and formulate a query letter. Yes, this is like having a second job. There simply are not enough hours in the day for me to do everything I NEED to do.
I'm also hard at work on my next piece. I've already written 15,000 words, and I'm just getting started. This work is different from my first finished work, and I'm going to have to dedicate some serious hours to research and reading, that I simply don't have time for this month. Did I mention I also have my nose stuck in a 700 page book right now? Underworld by Don Delillo. I'll probably owe the library $10 by the time I finish it, because I keep forgetting to renew it. There's no excuse for that either, because I can renew on line: pure laziness on my part! I need to finish it so I can look into the list of history books my friend Scout provided me. It pays to have a history professor as your friend!
This second piece is sticking with me more than the first. Sometimes I pull up "What Could Be," and I marvel at the fact that I actually wrote it. I remember writing it, but it almost seems I was outside of myself when I did it. I know that it all came from me though, my subconscious, my thoughts, but it just seems so surreal that I put all that down on paper. I don't feel the same with the second work. I feel more connected to it. Maybe because I finished the first work, I'm feeling more confident in the second one.
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