Letting Go

I've been thinking about what's blocking me from writing and about goals. It's been an interesting exercise, interrogating myself about my desires and lack of forward momentum. I had wanted to be published by my 40th birthday, and that is looking less and less likely. I turn 37 this year, and on average the traditional publication process takes 2 years from signing with a publisher to the book being on the shelf, not including the time it takes to acquire an agent and the time it takes for the agent to shop the book around the publishers. Which means I have 1 year to find an agent and publisher in order to make that deadline, and that all depends on having a manuscript ready, which I currently do not. I have five novels I have reached "The End" on at least the first draft, and only one of those I've done a second draft. Of those five, three are in very terrible condition, written too fast and before I really knew what I was doing. Of the remaining two, both written during my master's…