Wednesday, October 10, 2007

adventurous socks & pre-teen angst

I told someone today that I have stories oozing out of my pores.

Gross, I know. I should probably see somebody about that.

But not so much of a bad thing...no, not at all. Just some solid direction is all I need.

The fairytale has queried a handful +2 agents, and one of those agents requested a full, adored the writing, yet wasn't sure of its length or its strength. Back to work.

The picture book stories.. well, I'm drowning in them. How can I not with a 2-piece set of creatures under the age of four living in my house? Meticulously building my little tower of publishers to prepare for the big Launch. Now, where to begin, and with which one......?

Then there are the guides. Ah, yes. Just wait.

And the middle-grade / YA novel just waiting to be written. Bits and pieces come together daily. That's a whole other project altogether, as is the middle-schooler himself. Long-----term.

And one of the creatures is now creeping up the hallway. I must investigate.

'night.