Slow day today. First time in a while where I just couldn’t seem to get anything down. Usually I’ll get at least a few hundred words, but there was just nothing coming down the pipe. I’m too distracted.
I’m not sure what to do with ‘Jeffries.’ All the advice I’ve gotten from anybody in the industry has been to turn it into a full-length novel and it’ll make it way, way more likely to get published. I don’t know if I’ve got it in me to more than double the word count and edit everything over again though. I’ve been procrastinating a little with the short stories I’ve been working on while trying to decide, not that they’re worthless, but I am running out of time to make this whole thing work. The writer I had a meeting with last week from the writing conference even told me I was really close to publishing ‘Jeffries’ and he thought the writing quality was there, if only it were a book and not a novella. It’s hard to say no to that kind of feedback, and now I’m stuck feeling like anything else I work on right now is a waste of time even though I’m still waiting to hear back from a few agents about it in the current novella state. I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Not to whine or anything (ok, maybe a little, or a lot), but it feels really weird to regret receiving what normally would be great feedback. Maybe I should have just planned for it to be a novel in the first place.
Thank you for reading,
Benjamin Hawley
Dangerous Day Job 