I had once put together a collection of short stories that I titled “Lady Minute” which basically chronicles semi-non-fiction stories about my life and the journey through my precarious teenage years and early 20s.
I went back to the drawing board over the holidays and started a new novel project. A friend of mine suggested I write something upbeat and romantic, so I’ll give it my best shot. I’ll post a little more on the project soon, but I’ve titled it as “One Week.”
Sometimes it’s hard to stay motivated… especially when it feels like you’re just treading water. I’m not getting far in my quest to find world-wide distribution (aka: taking over the world via children’s literature) and that becomes a mental battle. I want to continue with my children’s books – I feel that I have a great third book lined up, but at the same time, there’s so many obstacles that I still need to overcome.
So what’s next?
Well, the editors feel that I need to change “The Sunflower” into a love story, and well, I agree, it would make more sense, but it wouldn’t be the same story that I was trying to get across.
The editors also want me to change the pictures in “My Blanket” but honestly, I don’t have the drawing ability to change, and I kind of feel the childish drawings add to it.
I guess I have a few choices, keep going until something sticks, or please the powers that be.
I’m going to choose to keep going. I started this. I’m going to end it the way I want it to end.