In deeper than I thought I was

*sigh* Alicia's brain hurts.

Awhile ago Father told me PAYD might make a better soap opera or other tv thing, not a book. So last night I decide, okay, I've got a few queries out there, while I'm waiting why not try to rework it into a script?

Boring. And painful. And...ugh. It's not that it's bad. Actually, I think it's better than that part of PAYD itself right now. But it's so damn short, 9 pages and...*sigh*

Oh that reminds me...I have to resend my query for Samhain since apparently it didn't get through (they have an auto-responder that lets you know it was recieved) and that's after reworking it twice to fit their specifications.

Anybody know a good way to find an agent to handle this crap for me? 'Cause I'm getting tired already.

Just a kinder blues...

Okay.

I'm pissy. All I have to say.

Night before last. I'm in a mood to work on editing PAYD some, right? I need a thesauraus, dad has the good one. Go out to get it, can't find anything good. Go back out, and well...as I've noted, I'm restless. I can't stay confined very well. So I want to pace around the house, 'rents get pissy. I had to blast Kinder Blues to make myself feel better. And right now I just wanna cry and scream and strangle something. I don't WANT to e-publish. I want to hold her in my arms with a nice glossy beautiful cover worthy of her beauty (yes, I consider PAYD to be a her). I want to feel her, I want it so bad. And I just...

Some nights the dream is clear
Sometimes it dissapers....-Maia Sharp 'Kinder Blues'