I haven’t been doing a lot of writing lately. My New Year’s goals are slipping and even planning to do small amounts of writing has…not failed…but not been as successful as I would have liked. I’m sure there are plenty of reasons (read: excuses) but to tell the truth I’m not going to let it get me down too much.

The book will get written, as will the next one. When? That’s the million dollar bag of chips. I’ve been tired lately, trying to fit in a lot of things. You wouldn’t believe how busy February can be. So, I’m going to allow myself to rest a little, recharge and then re-engage.

The book I’m working on is currently sitting at 34,000 words. Only a short while ago I would have been staggered that I could get that much out. To tell the truth, I’m a bit blown away by it now. I’ve got a big part in the book to go and that’s probably what’s got me a little blocked. I’m stepping into the unknown and I don’t know how long it’s going to take to get to the other side. And that takes energy. Like walking across a desert and not knowing when I’ll reach the oasis.

But I’ll get there. Just have to remember that. One foot in front of another, that’s all I can do.

In other news, I’ve submitted to two more publishers in the hope that one of them will pick up The Beckoning Blood. Submitting synopses and cover letters makes me nervous, like I’m going to put the wrong thing in the query. As a university lecturer friend of mine says, “Don’t piss off the marker.” Hopefully I didn’t.

So there will be a couple of months wait before I hear back. I’ll try and put it from my mind until then.

So, what’s been happening with you?