There comes a time when one must look in the mirror and face accountability.
We’re a third of the way through the year, my move turned into a two month ordeal, and I’ve gotten distracted from my writing by hunting page views on WAY too many social mediums.
To be honest? I’m starting to lose faith that I’ll find my agent with this story.
I’m even rolling new story ideas around in the back of my head.
Now don’t think for a moment I don’t love this story, I’m not sick of this manuscript–I keep getting ideas on how to improve it more. But, I will confess to being frustrated every time I realize it really does need more revising or editing–that’s the struggle with writing a novel, it’s never done. Even after it’s printed, you can still find authors who want to fix things.
I think it’s called…
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