I am doing well, honestly I am. There is no guilt from me about blogging here so infrequently. I continue to contact literary agents and continue to be rejected. That doesn’t bother me at all. I want someone who believes in me and my talent, not all sound and fury. I have one more top agency to contact and then I will switch to self-publishing for “Knickers Abroad”. It’s been thirteen months since we returned from the trip and I’ve edited the draft at least forty times already. Still not satisfied with the ending, but since it’s my story, there is a lot to be thankful for in my life. I will keep y’all updated as I progress in my writing career. I’ve sent in short stories to several journals and contests and I’ll be on the prowl for interesting ideas.
Three Word Wednesday
There is a time when logic is bypassed, shunted, blocked, corralled, folded, bent and stapled to the outhouse. Usually, but not always, it’s when the consumption of alcohol is involved and if not that, then a nice gooey pecan pie will do fine. It starts with a tease, then a blush, then a whole body quiver – the kind that starts at the toes and stands the hair on end – but settles somewhere in the middle, above the knees but below the stomach and causes either one of two things to happen the following morning.
1. Lots and lots of tenderness and checking of sore spots.
2. Screaming, crying and throwing of shoes, purse and underthings.
By Rose Dewy Knickers, November 12th, 2008
I really have nothing this week for 3WW. Sorry about that, but Brian’s new job is making us very tired. Didn’t have time to write this morning and tonight I am wrung out. Don’t worry, the Bawdy Wench is still posting questions every day.