Extremely brief history: I started pursuing publication seriously three years ago. Since then, after a brief blaze of glory and the odd flash of brilliance, it’s since been a gentle (not) slide into relative obscurity. Yay me.

So here I am, in obscurity, back at square one.

It doesn’t look much different since the last time, the couch in the corner is still there and no one’s cleaned up the empty dutch courage glasses. The view out the window has changed though. Before, there was a whole lot of fog preventing me from seeing the route I have to take, but it’s crystal clear now and boy, that’s a bloody HUGE mountain just sitting there. To be honest, it’s giving me the sh*ts. In fact, for the past week I’ve been seriously considering whether I can climb it again. Whether I want to even start climbing it again.

But you know, just because you get a rejection, it doesn’t stop the ideas from coming. You can take the writer away from the writing etc, etc. I have been writing for thirty years and I’m not going to stop now.

Still.

It’s a pretty big mountain.

I might just sit here and contemplate it for a while.

Someone pass me another glass of dutch courage.