Don’t weep, insects
—-Lovers, stars 
themselves, must part.
Issa Kobayashi.

Don’t weep, insects

—-Lovers, stars 

themselves, must part.

Issa Kobayashi.

I have gotten out of the habit of working on my project.  My article got rejected and I have to muster up the energy to send it back out somewhere.  My book proposal is with an editor who has told me she will get to it sometime.  I don’t have high hopes.  I need to keep my head in the game, but there’s part of me that just doesn’t want to think about it any more.  I’m giving myself a break, but I wonder if I will ever be motivated to work on this project again.  Soon I’ll go home and my year abroad will be done and maybe I’ll just focus on new things.  Which seems okay with me right now.  Am I a quitter?  That’s the question I’m pondering today.

I have gotten out of the habit of working on my project.  My article got rejected and I have to muster up the energy to send it back out somewhere.  My book proposal is with an editor who has told me she will get to it sometime.  I don’t have high hopes.  I need to keep my head in the game, but there’s part of me that just doesn’t want to think about it any more.  I’m giving myself a break, but I wonder if I will ever be motivated to work on this project again.  Soon I’ll go home and my year abroad will be done and maybe I’ll just focus on new things.  Which seems okay with me right now.  Am I a quitter?  That’s the question I’m pondering today.

I have now sent off the revised proposal to an editor. This second run-through took months.    This proposal writing business has been tough stuff.  I’m extending to myself a small token of appreciation for a job well done.  I finished another book proposal and I sent it off.  Time to take a walk on this beautiful day. 

I have now sent off the revised proposal to an editor. This second run-through took months.    This proposal writing business has been tough stuff.  I’m extending to myself a small token of appreciation for a job well done.  I finished another book proposal and I sent it off.  Time to take a walk on this beautiful day. 

This beautiful mosaic is a token of great esteem to me for a job well done today, and to anyone else who either got something done or took the teeniest step toward getting something done.  

This beautiful mosaic is a token of great esteem to me for a job well done today, and to anyone else who either got something done or took the teeniest step toward getting something done.  

I’m giving myself this ancient pottery shard as a token of my esteem for a job well done today.  

I’m giving myself this ancient pottery shard as a token of my esteem for a job well done today.  

I’ve got to get my act together. 

I’ve got to get my act together. 

I wish I worked at a printing press shop.

I wish I worked at a printing press shop.

"The mind of a writer can be a truly terrifying thing: isolated, neurotic, caffeine-addled, crippled by procrastination, and consumed by feelings of panic, self-loathing and soul crushing inadequacy. And that’s on a good day."

Robert DeNiro, at the Academy Awards (via halekathleen)

Did not get far yesterday.  I truly am having the feelings DeNiro describes here.  Once again Robert DeNiro hits the mark. I’m going to try to stay light hearted while revising section 1 of the outline.

Time to set my timer for 90 minutes and start a new round of revising. 
I’ll warm up with a one sentence story.
After his ten hour drive, Asher was nothing short of giddy as he entered the museum in search of the watch fob exhibit. 

Time to set my timer for 90 minutes and start a new round of revising. 

I’ll warm up with a one sentence story.

After his ten hour drive, Asher was nothing short of giddy as he entered the museum in search of the watch fob exhibit.