One Rejection Letter On the Wall...

Sorry - to the maybe one person who actually follows my blog - about the lack of communication for the last month and a half. I've been hitting the homework hard this semester, because I finally got official word that I am graduating with all three degrees, which brings my total up to four BAs in five years! However, that means my entire life is put on hold as I concentrate on all the homework.
Aside from one thing.
Query letters.
I sent out a few more. I got my first rejection letter in a while and, honestly? It felt... GOOD! I'm so glad to be sending things back out there into the world with the hopes of publication. It's got all the information churning in my head once more as I seriously try to not only find publication for what's written, but I'm also starting to seriously write again, despite the new job, classes, lack of sleep... I feel more fueled on five hours of sleep and a new short story than any amount of time spent languishing in my bed could ever give me. I have purpose! I am my Muse's mouthpiece once more.
So, here's to the literary agency who sent me the rejection. Thank you. I'm on track once more and sending out with even more force!

Poem with Three Random Words

Random words:
winsomely
mercurial
mahogany

She looks over, admiring
the mahogany fur, flowing
smoothly over the scrawny
back of the mercurial cat, so
tiny compared to the rest
of the room, its green eyes
glinting winsomely before
it turns and darts away.

Radio Silence

Sorry about the lack of communication for the last few days. No, I promise I have not dropped the blog. It's been a grueling few days in classes, so I've been focusing on my studies more than anything else. I am really excited about getting these degrees in a few months and then heading out for Bread Loaf. I keep hearing from people that I'm going to end up loving Santa Fe to the point of never coming back to Alaska. I don't know about that, really. I love it up here, despite all the cold. I'm even getting used to the cold, in fact! It's bad when you think thirty above is "t-shirt weather", but that's what happens when you've been in Alaska for thirteen years. Perspective completely changes. Anyway, I figured I'd just drop on here to say that I was not actually gone permanently.
I think I have my query letter pretty close to perfected now, so I can start sending it out. As soon as I'm done with my test and presentation tomorrow, I think that's exactly what I'm going to focus the rest of my week on. My goal, officially, is ten. I was debating on twenty, but just in case there are unforeseen events that bar my way, ten it is.

GRAD SCHOOL!

I have officially been accepted into the Bread Loaf School of English!

Another Day of Class

I figured, through this blog, I should probably give a quick sketch of who I am and what my dreams are as well. I'm a college student attending a very cold little campus in North America. I'm talking cold, too. Not "Oh goodness! It's only thirty degrees and there's frost on the edges of those puddles!" I'm talking "Ugh. Forty below again! But my fingertips are already frostbitten." It's an interesting life. College is one of those things that amaze me, though, by the fact that so few actually attend when it's one of those big steps in life. I have my English degree - it hangs on my wall, reminding me daily that I really did manage to get it - and I've gone back for one more year to the same undergraduate college in hopes of finishing my other three BAs in Psychology, Sociology, and Theatre. I have the hopes that it will some day manage to make me a better writer - being able to view the characters inside and out, as well as their surroundings and how they speak. I think it's working, but I'm a bit close to the subject matter, of course.
Anyway, today is another day of classes - I still have my late night one to go - and that really complicates all that goes with "getting published." Finding time to do anything beyond homework and attending classes, not to mention working in order to pay for those classes, is really difficult.
But I will persevere!

In the Beginning....

Well, I'll be honest. This is my first time blogging. I know, pathetic, right? It's such a typical thing to do on the internet these days, and I'm just starting. But I'm about to start a big thing, something that I'm hoping will be as interesting and important for you to read as for me to undergo: getting published. Thus the "Publishing Dreams". I have done what I have heard described as the most difficult part: I have a completed novel waiting for publication. I think they're all lying, by the way. I think the actual fight to get published is the difficult part. So, here I am, ready to describe, in detail, those aspects of my life that slowly inch me towards a finished novel comfortably sitting in my hands. So, I hope that you all - all one of you by the end of this, right? - will enjoy this slow pursuit with me.
Here we go! Onto the wild roller coaster ride of publishing!