The Big R

And the waiting is over. The verdict is in. And it is a big fat juicy REJECTION!! No really, it was big fat and juicy because I got a whole long email about what did and didn't work for them. So in the grand scheme of rejections it was big and juicy.

To cut a long story short my hero just didn't work. Which I can't say I am that surprised about because I had such a tough time with him I'm sure it showed. They loved the heroine though, thought I'd done a pukka job with her. But overall I seemed to want to write more about her journey than the relationship. There were also some comments on was I writing for the right line.

I already think I could take Zoe from the book and give her a different story maybe for a different publisher.

All in all lots to mull over and think about whilst I finish 'Bah Humbug'.

Mind you all that is above is not what I first thought! Oh no! First there were the tears... then the stomping... then strangely enough the relief... NOW I KNOW!!! Curiously liberating!

And I have discovered something very interesting about myself... rejection makes me come out fighting. I AM SOOOO GOING TO DO THIS!!!

Waiting, waiting, waiting

I've never been good at waiting. Patience? You gotta be kidding! I want to know NOW!! Tell me!! So what am I waiting for?? Well I'm still waiting to hear from Richmond about my book. Those pages and pages of my writing which is sitting gathering dust on an editor's desk. Well those pages are teaching me patience. Lots and lots of patience.

It also is redefining my relationship with my postman. Not that he knows this of course. He just thinks he is delivering post. And when a package he can't fit through the door arrives he just calmly fills in the little red and white card, oblivious to the fact that he is about to set panic into my life. See when I get through the front door and see that card I begin to wonder. Could it be Amazon? No haven't bought anything recently. Could it be M&B? YES YES YES!! It must be that!! They are sending it back with black marks everywhere. CRAP written across every page.

So I go to the Post Office, trepidation in every step. And when I hand the card over and they ask what I am expecting I am just glad there is a glass window between me and them. I'm not sure they would appreciate me taking them by the lapels and sobbing helplessly over them. And when they arrive with the package (most of which could have gone through the letterbox) my heart starts again. It isn't that I don't appreciate the promo CDs or the books friends have sent its just that... well, it isn't what I am waiting for!!

Patience. Hard to gain when you are instant gratification kid.

N.B. I have actually asked them to shred it instead of sending it back but it doesn't seem to stop my imagination going wild.

Blogging at The Pink Heart Society!

I'm back at the The Pink Heart Society today blogging about temptation and chocolate ice cream. Oh and Hugh Jackman.

Another Month, Another Pound

OK I know... that is another month down and very little in the way of contact from Chez Bid. But I have been a very diligent writer so you must let me off. I have been getting up half an hour early every day and getting a few hundred words of 'Bah Humbug' written, but that does mean I have been going to bed early and generally unable to deal with the world for the rest of the day.






Susie, Me, Carol











Liz and Me









I did make it to the RNA Lunch which was a fabulous bash. I drank too much, talked too much but managed to do a little bit of networking which should come in handy (note to self: follow those up!). What with that, the day job and my increasing effort in the gym to keep the weight off there has been very little energy in me to get on here. Oh I suppose one good thing is I've lost about 20 pounds in the last year! GO ME! Somehow it had been creeping on and on and something had to go. Sadly that meant food and me to the gym. The only downside has been an increasing amount of money I have had to spend on clothes to get any to fit (and I should just have my pay sent directly to Rigby & Peller!)

I am also trying to distract myself from thinking about Nashville. CRS is this week which means the great and the good are descending on the Bridge Bar at the Renaissance Hotel (well some I'm sure are at the actual seminars). Lots of people have been in touch to ask if I am going and where can we meet up. But I won't be there!! So if you are going, raise a glass to me in the Bridge Bar and let me know if there are any new artists I should be keeping my eye out for. Oh and tell me what Miranda Lambert is like.