Today was a day that caused me to growl – a lot. Everything I touched turned fubar. From my computer down to my sewing machine gave me trouble. The pork loin in my crockpot overcooked and dried out. It sucked all the BBQ sauce up and made dry pulled pork sandwiches. The cole-slaw was too crunchy. I planned on this meal for a few nights of leftovers. Sigh.
The one thing I sewed – I am now ripping out. I remember why I stopped working on this project months ago. A major pain to maneuver and work on. I will try again this morning to get it right. If not, back into the closet it goes. I have plenty of projects I need to finish that I can work on if I so decide to. I have a large quilt that I need to quilt that I forget about. I come across it every five years or so. One of these days, I will suck up the courage and give it a go. Maybe tonight after my “chores” are done. Hubby is working late, so I can put on a ridiculous movie on TV and try it without any witnesses. Except for Ziva – she never rats me out!
Why am I whiny and writing this sucky post? Because I am procrastinating about what I should be doing now. There it is. I admit it. I want to “pitch” my novel and get an agent or publishing house to fall in love with it. I must submit my audition by mid-September for a chance to be on the pilot of a new reality show – America’s Next Great Author. That’s all. What’s so hard about that?
Getting started on the pitch – that’s the hard part. I have only written 7 drafts of this story, so I should know all the ins and outs, characters, and dilemmas. What I don’t know how to do is write the pitch. I have read and watched videos about how to, what not to do, and the best way to write one. Helpful, but for some unknown reason, I cannot use this great advice with my story.
To Be Continued…
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