Status far from quo
“Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this.” ― Vita Sackville-West, The Letters of Vita Sackville-West and Virginia Woolf
Halfway through my summer “off” and I am job-hunting (teaching English, Civics, Social Studies, ESOL or whatever combination of those four I can get), editing and writing my fingers into a stupor. I’ve also done more with the social media in hopes of at least picking up some tutoring in the aforementioned subjects and needlework. Readers for The Daemon Portfolio would also be nice (hint! Hint!) I’m more “exposed” now than I have ever been and it’s none too comfortable.
I noted on Facebook that I have been editing for an hour and writing 1,000 words a day for the last week. Well, six days. There was a Sabbath in there on which I do not write or edit if I can help it. Anyway, it worked a treat and I am pleased with the results. The Daemon Portfolio has lost 48 pages with approximately 87 fewer words. I hope the parts that were deemed fit to “make the eyes glaze over” are the ones I cut. There are going to be people I will never please with it, but let’s hope that doesn’t include publishers, OK?
It’s painful, no, downright excruciating to keep at this writing and editing and self-exposure and –selling without support. However, I have a support group and I’d like to thank them here:
Marc Gibbs, husband, love of my life and path-clearer on matters legal and technical.
C.D. Winstead, my co-author for the Grand River Mysteries for all he has taught me and shared of his own writings.
My daughter-in-law Katelyn Gibbs, who offers me her unflinching appraisal with a hug.
My youngest, Juliane Gibbs, who acts like a cattle prod when I want to slow down.
And finally, my oldest, Samantha Gibbs, who has always believed and been my sounding-board/critic since this journey began in Mechanicsburg, PA about 20 years ago.
Thank you is a weak phrase, but it is all I can offer for all you have given me.