First off, I smashed my pinky finger yesterday, so it's making typing a pain in the butt. If you didn't already see the drama on Facebook, I was unpacking groceries and when I lifted the ice cream out of the bag, I misjudged the distance to the underside of the cabinets. Got stuck between a cabinet and a brick of chocolate ice cream.
Anyway, this last week hasn't been the most productive. But here goes...
I wrote about 2100 words on the beginning of Djinn 3.
Then I got distracted working on the edits for Wrongful Termination because I got a wild hair to rewrite the beginning of that.
I did manage to get some more submissions out. Just one or two a day - and not every single day - but it's something. One of them did result in a response...
I got an email back from an agent's assistant asking me for a tiny bit of clarification. Also, they said they liked the beginning, though, so that's something. We'll see if my response encourages them to ask for more pages. I've got my fingers crossed but I'm not holding my breath.
So that's the long and the short of the week. Nothing much worth talking about in the old personal life. (At least nothing I'm willing to spend any time yammering about here on the blog.) Everyone's still alive, so that's something.
What happened to you this past week? Remember, even if it was craptastic, try to think of something positive, even if it's only 'I managed not to piss anyone off this week'.