Since finishing the draft of Luke’s #1 Rule and starting school, I haven’t been working on any one writing project with any kind of dedication. Instead I’ve been working on lectures, writing morning pages, and drawing. Also dreaming on paper about what I want to happen next for my writing.
Yesterday I finally got to know my BIG class (35 people!) in Children’s Lit. More than half want to teach kindergarten, but probably six or seven of them said they want to write. A few said children’s books specifically, but most just said “I want to write.”
I decided on the spot that one of their essays can be a children’s story, and they were happy about that. So, working on rapport. It’s not easy. I’d really like to be home alone in my writing room. But venturing forth into the world is part of a writer’s work, too.
The only vaguely ambitious project I’ve taken on lately is sending a query for The Paris Notebook to The Wild Rose Press.