Another beat down.

Well folks, another rejection letter in the bag and that leaves the score The World: 1 Heather: 0.  But you know; I have no reflection, bright light bulb moment like I did last time when I got my first rejection letter.  All these letter got was a small sinking feeling and then a shrug of the shoulders.  I don't feel like crying. Or panicking.  Feeling like I'll never be any good for the writing world.  I've just gotten over a bitter week of PMSing, people nagging on me and going through one of those tough mommy moments.  So another rejection letter actually meant just about nothing to me.  I guess, I just see it as I need to take a second look at the article I had sent in and revise it and then see if I feel like there is any life left to it.  If there is, well that magazine company is going to hear from me again.  If not, well then I guess I just keep the article to make me giggle on a random day, and start working on another article.

Here in my hometown, we were blanketed with a thick blanket of fog from morning to now (which is 9pm) and as the night starts to creep in the fog is just getting thicker. Which makes me look forward to taken the new member of our family, Chewy, out for his nightly potty time.  Oh well, he's been keeping my feet warm all day as I worked on The Diversion and as I continued to read The Book Thief. So, I can't truly complain.  Made some good progress on chapter two, and I'm starting to feel good about that particular chapter.  So whenever the hubbs gets some time off or when my mom takes my bugg daughter again, I will continue to work on the book, hoping to get it completed by the end of the year.  Like full on completed.  Even editing.  So I can send it in and start to get another stack of rejection letters in high hopes to get that one yes.

Dear Molly; Freshman Year in all honesty is at a stand still.  The editing process is what has stopped me.  But I know I need to continue and push forward, so even if it never gets published I can at lest say I did all I could and just put the manuscript on my own library's bookshelf so my children and children's children can read it.

To cap off my day, I went and picked up my daughter at her grandparents as she was there having fun all day while I worked on my book and had dinner over there.  I also brought Chewy along and he did really well with my folks' cats Blitz and Grace so it was a nice discovery that he does well with kids and cats, and well my hubby =) So now it's onto next weekend we'll introduce our other two slobbery mutts of best friends!  The daughter is asleep and the hubbs is still hard at work so it's me finishing off my Dr. Pepper and chatting with my besti who lives four hours away and then I think I'll read a few more chapters and call it a night.