It’s been another fantastic weekend as far as the weather goes in my part of the woods. On Friday, I planted my vege garden and bought plants – flowers, tomatoes, zucchini and peppers – at the greenhouse. Yesterday I planted most of the flowers and today will finish putting in the flowers as well as the vege plants. Of course, with my brown thumb, it’s anyone’s guess which of these plants will live, thrive and produce and which will wither away.
I wish I could expand my farming to include chickens or even goats, rabbits or ducks. Thursday after work I went to a coworker’s house to visit her chicks and ducklings. Aren’t they adorable?
Anyway, not only is the hubby not thrilled by the idea of raising poultry or livestock, I think that my three outside cats would unfortunately be very thrilled and would taunt and torment anything I brought on the property. Oh, well, on to other things.
I’ve edited 17 chapters on my novel, which means I am at 43%. Whoo-hoo.
I’ve also researched a few agents, and as I shared a week ago, most of them prefer to meet you at a conference or you need to be referred by an author they already represent. It doesn’t mean that it is impossible to get them to look at your stuff, though, so I will keep researching.
Lastly, I’ve been looking at writers’ conferences which I could attend. There actually are quite a few within driving distance of where I live (of course, I can comfortably drive quite a ways, I’m thinking four or five hours.). It’s just a matter of paying for it and getting the time off from the day job. I’m trying to talk Hubby into going to Ireland in summer 2017, so really need to start saving money. Decisions, decisions.
What kinds of decisions do you struggle with in your writing career?