Would I rather talk about writing/reading/arts than about myself?
But a blog isn't a blog if you don't talk about yourself.
So here is my personal journey as a writer.
Something to chew on.
I've started to write five years ago.
October 2006 exactly.
That is the time for me. Something clicked and since then it hasn't turned off.
But I wrote sporadically. Depending on my moods/how tired I was ect...
Sounds like an eternity.
The first story I wrote was a picture book called "the story of the werewolf...i mean of the warehouse."
Yes that was the title.
Terrible title.I know.
It was a story of a drawer who lived in a dark warehouse and wanted to be a washing machine.
Not the best of content for children.
I did the drawings myself too.
They were very amateur.
But I liked them nonetheless.
I still kind of do.
They make me laugh.
Let's see if I can rumage through my stuff and get it for you.
Ah there it is!
I completely fail to understand why a kid wouldn't sympathise with a drawer! ;-/
Anyway, I sent queries at the time. To 7 or 8 publishing agencies/literary agents.
I knew nothing of the industry.
Well would you believe?
I got rejections from all of them.
So I stopped for 3 months.
And wrote another story. A story about Peas and Carrots.
Sent it again.
Got rejected again.
Started writing another story for older kids. 8 and 9 years old about a girl who happens to be too curious.
It was messy. I gave up.
Then I wrote a story for young adults.
Worked on it for 2 years on and off.
And returned to the two previous stories I wrote.
I decided that I still liked it. Decided to revise it and queried it again.
And now I am waiting.
On the three of them.
The 4 P rules -
Reference to a post I wrote on the 31st of March: