Almost October. Where did the summer go?
When an agent actually asked for more and then the whole novel, my hopes soared. What a great experience! When she finally decided my writing didn't meet her expectations, I was disappointed.
Could have, should have, would have ...........
The experience with the agent could have propelled me forward. At least my work received some notice above the pile. At first its momentum carried me forward. But then it started to weigh heavily until I needed a break.
Now slowly I'm stepping back into writing.
Summer though wasn't a waste. I started lots of other projects and worked on things that had been set aside in favor of writing. Rested and refreshed, I think I'll seek out a local writing group.
