Oh, what do you do in the summertime, when all the world is green?
What do you do?
Go to the pool.
Set goals to write.
Clean the house.
Get the carpets cleaned.
Read some more.
Take walks and pictures of sunsets.
And get no writing done. Sheesh. I can not get my proverbial writing feet under me. I really don't want to open a word document and get to work. So what have I been doing?
I sent a few short stories to my critique group.
I'm working on outlines for two stories.
I've sent out FORTY query letters. I had a lot of request to look at my story.
I had a lot of rejections too.
I didn't think the rejections would affect me like they have. I don't want to write anymore. I don't want to edit.
My muse has run away.
She will come back. She has before. She just needs to lick her wounds and beef up her sensitivity then she will come back brimming with excitement and ready to get to work.
During this waiting period I am getting a TON of reading done. I've read 94 books so far this year! I've read some great books that I'll start posting.
How is your summer? What are you doing?