Essbee71

I've done one of those disappearing acts again, being away from Deviant for the past few months.  I just got caught up in the typical bee-ess that can swallow you up sometimes. So here's a quick but HEART-FELT thank you-thankyou-thank-you to those of you that have dropped a nice note or took the time to check out my scribbles. I will admit to you that I usually HATE what I do.  There's always a joy and excitement when the pen hits the pad...and then I'm shaking my head some time later, perplexed as to why the thing I'm looking at it is not what was in my head.  I'm an idiot that way.  A character flaw

The last few months have been hectic, as far as the whole"creative thing" goes.  Put a book proposal together, flew out to NYC to pitch it to agents, came back and worked on the proposal some more, got them out to the six agents that requested them, blahblahblah. I went years and years of being afraid of my stories.  More to the point: being afraid that my modicum of talents could not do what was in my head justice.  But in January, I strapped on my Big Boy Pants and went at it. And really haven't stopped since. There's been a lot of waiting around for agent responses.  It is a VERY frustrating process.  Got a couple of rejections.  One re