The new pages are growing for the new book (for now let's just call it Heritage House). 500 words per night.
Going to a "meet & greet" with the Liberty States Fiction Writers on Saturday.
Someone asked me recently why I rarely take vacation time. The short answer is I was "on vacation" for too much of my life. There is naught but worh ahead for me. My need to be published is paramount. There is no other option but to succeed and I frigging hate being second rate... or at least being perceived as such.
Others have asked: Why not self-publish?" To me, that is not the same as having your work embraced by the industry. That is not the proof of my ability I want.
Late last year I took a test to join MENSA. Based on my SAT scores alone, I could be accepted into the organization. But that wasn't enough for me. I wanted to prove my quality through their own test. I did not succeed in my effort and that's fine. On that day I didn't measure up and you can't take the test again. I could still submit the SAT scores to ask to join the group, but that's not the same for me.
I need to prove my skills on the field where they can be examined and judged.
At various times, I have destroyed my personal integrity, allowed my determination to crumble and let my commitment evaporate.
And I have permitted naysayers to question the worthiness of my name.
Such arguments are grounded in validity. I know where I've been. But I cannot allow that to eclipse my efforts. My family has been through enough squalor and it is about time there was something great for folks to admire us for.
So 2009, I predict, will be the year I prove the naysayers wrong and wave my flag high.