The New Year

So, as I sit at my desk entirely too early in the morning, I’ve begun thinking about my goal of publishing something this year. And I have a couple of candidates, just waiting on the brain meats to cooperate. But as I think about them, I have noticed a dearth in my skills that, ironically, contain writing.

- Query letter I’ve written exactly two of these. One for an accepted flash piece, and one for a “Please edit this” manuscript. I enjoy writing the stories, the query letters? No. Absolutely not. I actually need an editor more for the letter than I do for the manuscript.
- Editing God editing is so hard for me. So hard. I need to do more, and once I’m done actually do the rewriting that needs to be done.

That’s two of the things I can think of, but… honestly, I’m sick and can’t think well.