Still not feeling myself. Funny, I felt just about great the day after.
Anyway, not well enough to work on new pieces, but did find some older poems to submit. Work is work. And, frankly, limits are . . . so limiting.
Also, over the past few days, have sifted through publisher after publisher, after press. I've found several more projects for the coming year (I know I said the calender was full, but it's a relative full), plus a few possible homes for my current novel. Still sitting with 140/50 pages left to finish, it is postponed until our little guy arrives. Figured, by May/June, it should be drafted then revised for submission a week or two after.
All in all, even with the health concerns this week (more tests pending), it's good to be back to work. Wouldn't have it any other way.
Tonight's Goal: learn more about marketing.
I flubbed that on my last submission, pure and simple I failed by miles. Though I tried, I didn't do it well. That is something I desperately need to fix. And tonight's the night to do it.
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