Blogging is a bad habit. You can try to quit, but sooner or later...okay, bad analogy. I didn't actually quit blogging, I just haven't had time for it. Haven't had time for a lot of things over the past year, but that's a moot point.
Thing is, no matter how busy I get, the world keeps going.
Weird, huh? In a few weeks a bunch of my friends will be getting together at the ACFW conference.
Without me. I doubt anyone will even notice I'm not there amongst the crowds of wonderful writers, agents and editors.
You know they say a lot of the publishing process depends on the timing. The right book with the right editor at the right time.
It just hasn't been the right year for me. It HAS been the right year for a lot of my friends/critique partners.
I find that a little ironic really, having so many people I know getting publishing contracts whilst I'm pulling my hair out to find ten minutes to sit undisturbed at the computer.
I've had to come to terms with the fact that I've probably missed the boat this year. Yes, one more year to add to the stockpile.
Some dreams hover just out of reach no matter how hard you try. Apparently seeing my name on the cover of a book is one of them.
I realize that most of my blogs over the past year have been nothing short of whines bordering on...well, whatever.
There are about four months left in this year.
I have decided to forgo the new year resolution deal and go for the end of year resolution instead.
I'm going to try to be a nicer person.
I'm going to finish my manuscript revisions and send them back to my agent.
I'm going to work on something new.
I'm going to be more positive and try to find the good in everything.
No matter what.
We'll see how that goes.
For now, I'm just going to accept that this is where I am in life. And all in all, it's still a pretty good life.