Hey people. Get ready for some big changes. Can't say any more at the moment, but the next time you come here, be prepared.
Here's just an update on where I'm at right now, otherwise known as "SueNews."
Writing-wise, many of you know already "I'm on a break!" Here's the deal: About 5 years ago I decided if I was ever going "be a writer", like I'd always said I'd do when I grew-up, I'd better get at it. Like most things I take an interest in, I became obsessed. I devoured books about it, read tons of other people's work, listened constantly to books on tape, joined a writing group, and spent about every spare moment writing a novel.
Now I've written about 3, well, 2 & 1/2. I've re-written all of these bunches of times, so it feels more like I've written 5 or 6. Almost 2 years ago, I discovered a *new* genre called YA (young adult) and got very excited about that because it was all about teens & edginess, a couple of things I connect to rather well. Thing is, agents who liked my work thought my voice might actually be a little too mature for young readers, and also wanted me to change my stories around and add tons more sappy love interest stuff.
Now I'm totally sick of YA, and have a hard time even finding anything to read in that genre that interests me. So now I'm "on a break", letting ideas just float around. I think the whole publishing process thing kind of burned me out too. I'm recharging those batts I guess.
Mood-wise, lots of you know I can run very hot and cold. The last couple years I've felt kind of like a snapped power line, arcing around all over the place with way too much energy. Suddenly I'm feeling less "pent-up".
This is kind of good, well, okay, I know it probably IS good, but it's weird too. It reminds me exactly of how I felt when I was a teenager-- like I was fire itself. Fire is always hungry, and you have to keep feeding it to stoke it and keep it going. It's kind of exhausting, but if you don't know how to be anything else, or are not sure what will be left if the fire goes out, it's kind of scary to feel it "dying-out."
Anyway, I'm in that mode-- trying to poke around in the embers and see what else is in there. Maybe being super wound-up and having that tight chest feeling like you're about to freaking hulk-out any second isn't really WHO I am, but just a way I can, at times, feel. I guess the main thing is, to keep striving for awesome, and trying to be a force for good, and roll with it because it is "life" after all. :)
Here are two songs to illustrate these mixed feelings. The first is my beloved Foo Fighters, doing "My poor brain". "This is a black-out, don't let it go to waste. I want to detonate. Sometimes I wish that I could change. I can't save you from my poor brain." I TOTALLY relate. But am feeling less like that right now. The other is an old favorite-- Sheryl Crow doing "Soak up the sun." "I'm still the king of me. It's not getting what you want, it's wanting what you got." YEAH. Totally there right now.
All this stuff I'm telling you, coupled with me being really sick of Britts hitting the blog looking for "slag-this-that-&-the-other", and people searching for "sanjaya ponyhawk" & "big fat bacon" (seriously?-- Yup.) etc, are prompting the aforementioned big changes coming next week. They're good changes though. :)
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