Sunday, April 5, 2015

self-evaluation

I know this might sound conceited or self-righteous, but I just re-read a few pages/chapters from my last (and sixth) novel, Urban Prairie and it's good...

I need to keep submitting that thing!

Generally when I write something, I look back at it a few weeks, months, years later and I cringe when I read it... But this is different.

My last few novels, in fact, I can not only stand to read them, but I enjoy reading them and I'm kinda hard-pressed to believe I wrote them!

But then I remember how I agonized over every single line of that book... How I spent many joyful, and painful, hours typing it out... 

All I need is for someone to see the potential in the first few chapters and request the rest and I think they'll get on board.

All I need is an agent...

I've got four more years until I'm at the age Burroughs was when he published Junkie. He said that, had he not found publication for it, that he would have stopped writing.

I hope I never get to that point... 


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