It has been a very lazy week this week. My kids decided to share their germs, so I've been sick. I'm feeling better now, but I didn't want to do a damn thing for the last couple of days. I've been spending my evenings on the couch getting caught up on my TV. It's been so nice. I figure I'll give myself a couple more days before I attempt to write something again.
I received another lovely rejection the other day. This agent said she really enjoyed my writing but they were booked with readings right now. She said that in 6 months if I haven't found an agent I could send my stuff and they would try to fit me in their schedule. It was a wonderful gesture.
I've been reading World War Z for our book club. It's very interesting. Max Brooks is the author who got me interested in zombie fiction in the first place (Romero got me interested in zombie films!). I read his Zombie Survival Guide, and that inspired me to write my zombie novel. I really enjoy his books. It is helping fuel my confidence to get my butt back to work. I'm a writer. I like to write. No matter how crappy I feel, that will never change. Just because they don't get published doesn't mean I'm going to stop. My head is too thick for that!