The Paranoid Writer

When Life Gets in the Way

Frustration in Silence

Gosh. I’m still waiting in dead silence. Where are the agents? I guess it’s time to start sending out more letters. What a bummer. I know that somewhere I can find an agent. Really, my book isn’t trash. This is the hard part–the waiting and the persistence. I just need to keep the anxiety low and keep on writing so the voices don’t clog my thoughts too much. How about a nose piercing to relieve my anxiety?

August 2nd, 2008 Posted by | Uncategorized | no comments