Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Ah time at last plus relief for impatience
I don't have to go back to work until 12/27! Yay!!!! Not that I'm excited about that or anything. Last night after wasting far too much time doing anything but writing, I sat down and wrote the new chapter three. It's OK, I think. Needs more work. Doh.
Today, Paige Wheeler called me and we talked about the status of projects Lisa had with me and etc. So, the upshot is that I am feeling less nuerotic about that. She wants to see the rough proposal I'd sent Lisa for Shift, which I will get into the mail to her shortly and is looking forward to seeing the proposal I've been working on. She would also like to see even a rough description of what I'm planning for Dark Elf and the next historical I'd like to do. She likes the chapters for The Rake and I do believe she'll be sending that out in the early new year, plus she said my writing style is very different (well, yes, that's so) but that it's fresh and she likes it a lot. All of which makes me want to go back and read the Rake proposal. So, from having nothing going anywhere, it now looks like she'll be shopping three books! I told her I could probably do two books a year and she said good, that's what I need to be doing. Yikes. I knew that, though.
I get all nervous and even upset when people say I'm different. At my orals (yes, becoming but a distant memory!) they said I was an independent and original thinker. Instant upset. Oh no! They think I'm weird and difficult. So, when people mention the way I write, well, OK. I guess it's true. Whatever. I do get nervous and worried about it, but then I think, so what? I don't really want to be like everyone else. Limits are there to be tested and I believe in transgression as a way of thought. That's why some people get pissed off at my books. Right. I didn't do it YOUR way. Too freaking bad.
The problem is whether any of that will get me out of the day job.
I wonder if that huge bunch of cash from the chain blogging thing is on it's way to me now? I have to go Christmas shopping tomorrow and I'm not exactly sure there's money in the bank. Transgression as a way of thought, denial as a way of life. Hey, Horatio, how's that for a philosophy?
