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?