I'm pretty sure that is the sound my brain made yesterday afternoon when I opened the fridge and the pitcher of grape juice dumped all over the floor. The purple liquid splattered over 60% of the contents of the fridge, my pants, and the surrounding cabinets before running under the grill and into the unknown darkness below the appliance. What followed was even uglier.
Why am I telling you this?
I have been spending a great deal of time studying about writing, publishing, marketing, platforms, and the business of being an author. I have not been spending much time on the business of being a wife and mother. My family is very supportive of my desire to write, but that's a little backwards for me. I want to be supportive of them, especially while my children are so young.
So, right about the time the fuse blew, a decision was reached. While I could no more stop reading and writing than I could stop breathing, I am going to stop pursuing publication for the time being.
What does that me for this blog? Probably only a few minor changes:
- A slight shift in focus-less critique, more fun
- Fewer posts per week
- More access to complete stories--since I no longer have to hold back because of the possibility of publication, I can post complete stories rather than just segments. I will probably begin by posting the rest of Cricket. Yeah, I thought you'd like that.
