Browngirl Returns!

I’m sorry I haven’t written in a while.

A lot has happened in the world, and in my little life, since my last entry, dated January 28, 2014. I have a long list of topics, craving exposition. But like I told you before, I decided to finally hunker down and finish the manuscript project that has been occupying the better part of my brain for the past let’s–just-call-it-fifteen years. Since last October, when I stole five days in a tiny cottage in Woodstock, swearing I would come back with real progress made, I stayed the course. The shit is done. And let me tell you it was one giant effort.

When I realized I was really finished, I gleefully alerted “my agent,” who signed me to a representation deal ten years ago. She shopped an older version of the book back then; no one bit, but several publishers offered encouraging feedback. So I thought that if I worked hard at the revisions, it would sell this time. I was stunned to discover that said agent is just not that into me anymore. She’s a rock star agent, corralling a pretty fancy herd of rock star writers. The fact that she ever took interest in my writing was a blessed surprise. I let myself think that she would stay interested forever. 

So I’ve been mourning the loss, in my own quiet way.

I might decide to self-publish, if only to get the giant beast off of my plate and out into the world. I swore I wouldn’t go that route. I’d really like to hand it over to a publishing house and gain that seal of approval. I think the book is pretty damn good. My ex-agent only read twenty pages before she passed on it. I probably sent her the wrong twenty pages. I’ll show her.

Meanwhile, it occurred to me yesterday, when I decided I was done feeling depressed about this latest rejection, that my next move is obvious: it's time to get back to this here blog. Honestly, this is more fun that shaking out 400+ pages of memoir that I’ve read and re-read too many times.

On to freshness!

Expect to hear from me more often.

I’m back :)