Wednesday, November 23, 2005

A Note from Hell

I've hit bottom with this writing life. Sure, things should be looking up, but they aren't. I realized this morning that all my favorite agent bloggers have rejected every manuscript I've ever sent to them. Why do I keep reading them? I can't even muster a heartfelt congrats when they announce a new client. I'm not jealous--maybe envious--but nothing mean spirited. It just reminds me that maybe I'm not as talented as I hoped, or that basically . . . I couldn't write a good story if my children's lives depended on it, which in a way, they do.

I'm sifting through career options this morning. Oh, I'll keep writing, and likely keep publishing. My obituary will read something like:

"Author dies of old age. Her 150 books will be rememberd fondly by the four people who bought them. Walmart is having an in-store sale on the day of her funeral to honor her fifty years of service. After the funeral, stop on by to pick up a new toaster--but unfortunately, they don't stock her novels."

Yep, that's about it. *sigh*

Happy Turkey Day everyone!


Faye said...


As 1 of 4, I'll be sure to put my signed copy on ebay that day :)

You are talented, honey. You're paying your dues.

Take time for your family today.


Toni LoTempio, Author said...


Believe me, there's been plenty of times I feel exactly as you. but I keep going..why? Because i know I've got that one book, that one movie, somewhere inside me....and all it takes is one.

Chin up! It'll happen for both of us.


J.R. Turner said...

Thanks so much, both of you :) It really means a lot to me. I guess, sometimes, it's just hard not to let yourself get down about this crazy biz.

Thanks tons for being here for me when I was down :)