To be published…
It was during the last circle meeting of the year, in November, when one writer was despairing at not getting published. He was giving up! I offered support amongst others, when I had to pause; wondering why I was not paying heed to my own enthusiastic encouragement.
In October, where it is customary for me to retreat for a week, I had engrossed myself with artwork for the month. During this time I get into a ‘zone’ where drawing and painting take over, and the pictures themselves often turn out quite unexpected from the images I had originally intended.
After the event of exhibiting, selling for an annual charitable event in London, it was then time for school projects and work at further venues. It was all very successful and fulfilling, but I had no time even to write a blog.
So, as I stopped to hear my own words to shore up our fellow writer, I considered that perhaps I had also fallen into anaesthetising myself into thinking of myself as being a family supporter? Everything else always took priority. Or maybe it could just be that, if I did not approach a publisher for my story, then I could not be rejected?
Facing up to the latter, startled me into the resolve, that for the New Year, I will start on the long road of rejections. Then, I can truly say, I am on my way to being published for my novella, renamed ‘The Neem Tree,’ which has grown from my original dissertation, titled, ‘Outcaste,’ for my M.A. in Creative Writing.
I totally get how Snoopy feels – I know i’m not alone! 😉
