The Triumphant Return

I knew if I gave myself time, that one of these days, I would just sit down and write. Sure, I expected to write a ton that day, but the point was that I wrote. That day was Friday. And ever since then (I know, a whopping two days) I've sat down and wrote a little each day. It isn't the 500-1000 words I was used to in the spring, but I'm working towards my goal again.

It's weird how time can change your perceptions of things. I re-read what I wrote so far for my work in progress and I like where it's going. Do I know if it will work? No. But I'm motivated to work on it none-the-less. As for my previous WIP, I think I've delayed enough. It's time for the dreaded querying process. Normally, I jump to query my books. I'm so attached to them, I think they're awesome, etc. But this time, I waited. I now am not sure how I feel about the book, but I know when I left it, I liked it. And I have a query ready.

So, what was holding me back? Was my life just so busy that I didn't have time? Probably not. I think it was fear. I still was too attached to it. Sure, it'll hurt to get rejections still, but maybe it will hurt less. Or maybe I just needed to wait until I was ready to send out letters and try to sell myself and my book. Either way. This weekend is a weekend of change. Writing and querying. Has it been a triumphant return? Only time will tell...