Is it really Friday already?

The week has been dominated by swim lessons, summer day camp, and topped off by a visit from my best friend from college. We had a fantastic visit and vowed not to let so much time pass between visits this time. It’s a lovely intention…now, let’s just hope LIFE doesn’t interfere. LOL.

There was only one bump, rather a large one, in the middle of the week. For those of you who follow me on Twitter and Facebook, you’ve already heard about it. For those who haven’t, well, we’ll just say I’m a bit gobsmacked by a critique I received. Lots and lots and lots of comments. Some I can use, some I can’t without totally rewriting the book. On the one hand, I’m thrilled with the in-depth critique. I’ve gained a new perspective of what agents seem to be looking for and at. On the other hand, I’m dejected because this new perspective dumped this particular agent off the top of my agent wish list. I’m sure he’s a wonderful agent but not the agent for me…and as I was told earlier today. Getting an agent that fits needs as much consideration as getting a husband. If not, the working relationship/marriage is a mess.

So, I start again.

The husband has had a busy week picking boys up after day camp. It’s been nice not to have to make that last run out the door right when I’m trying to wrap up my writing and fix dinner. Unfortunately, he has to make a couple of unanticipated trips into work over the weekend. Sometime during the past week (probably right after I was eviscerated by the agent’s critique), I’ve realized that my online support isn’t quite enough for me these days. I do have a small IRL critique group, but when it comes to keeping my finger on the pulse of publishing/agents/etc. it just isn’t cutting it. So…I had a choice of two RWA chapters to visit this weekend. LARA RWA or OCC RWA. One meets Saturday, one meets Sunday. The husband’s schedule decided which one I’ll visit first~! LOL. So, LA here I come.