Going to write out a synopsis and query letter tonight. Hopefully, maybe, but damn sure going to pray about, I’ll get a response and someone will want to see my novel. And if they want to see it, maybe they’ll like it and offer me a deal. Don’t care to be rich, although it would be nice, just want to make enough so I don’t have to work another job.
Off my adderal now. Not sure what to think about that. Feel like I’m more creative without it. Shitty thing, I’m less organized and obviously without focus. What do I do? Guess I toss the pills. It was a beautiful year without emotion, guess it’s time to move on. New Years are grand!
