time flies

when you’re having fun, when you’re busy, when you throw a clock out the window. You know when time doesn’t fly? When you’re waiting and you can’t even do much to distract yourself.

Finances are beyond tight, so it’s not like I can go do something fun to take my mind off… all the things. I’ve been trying to keep productive, but it’s pretty hard to focus when you’re looking at homelessness if something doesn’t give soon.

The best I’ve managed is to make sure I find something to apply to every day and keep up with my queries that are still outstanding.

I don’t feel as worried as I probably should. The truth is that it only takes one or two good days and things can turn around dramatically. I still haven’t gotten a substantive rejection from an agent, and it feels like I’m past the “we hate this on sight” window for most of them.

I also have a couple of positions that I interviewed for still outstanding. Any of them could come through with an offer any moment now.

It’s possible that I wind up with steady income and a representative taking my book out to publishers in a matter of weeks… I just have to remember that a single day feels MUCH longer when all you have to do is wait.