Today I joined Book Bloggers. What an amazing site. It's going to take me weeks just to learn how to use it. And why is it that just about every other blog in the world better looking than mine? It might be, you could say, that I'm just lazy and useless. That's what my wife says all the time so I tend to ignore comments like that. Even my own daughter dissed my last painting so here is the updated and final version of it. My next work or art will be of her bedroom looking tidy. I might sneak in when she's out and clean it up just to send her insane.
I've returned to my two novels. It's amazing what a two week layoff can produce. Before, I only thought they were rubbish. Now It's been proven. After fifteen or so re-writes you'd think that if nothing else I could at least get rid of the typos. Yet there seem to be more than ever. It's as if the computer waits until I turn it off before going to work and selectively trashing my work. I know it doesn't really but that's the story I'm sticking with.
So after some judicious internet bashing I've found a publisher that specialises in my genre so I'm going to give it a try. I've tried approximately fifty agents but of course none are interested because I haven't got a publishing deal. I presume I'll have the same problem in reverse now, but I will not be thwarted.
I downloaded an App today for my smartphone It was a program designed to improve grammar. A good idea I thought, right until I opened it and found that it had been written by someone for whom English was a second language. Still I might use it just so that I can learn to speak to my daughter in the text-speke language she calls English.