Sobbering Up to Guns and Roses, November Rain, and Life

I'd like to say that I've been too busy drinking, partying around the world, making out at parties with Robert Pattison or whatever hot young thing is out there at the moment, but truth is, well, I've been just a lazy fuck.  Well, just blogging wise anyway.  I

Which is why I haven't been blogging too much.  It's a lame excuse.  I call it lame myself.  I have been trying to muddle through some semblance of a freelance writing career while maintaining the day job.  It saddens me to kinda say -- yep, I'm glad I've kept the day job.  Which isn't to say I haven't had some luck on the ladder of freelancerdom, but well, you get use to the rejection.

When I was 12 and discovered that I wanted to eventually make out with boys for life, I was good at giving it a chance.  I had no inhibitions then.  I'd just walk up to a boy, tap him on the shoulder, and say, "Yo, dance with me to November Rain."  Which isn't to say this methodology always worked.  There were definitely times that guys would be like, "Yo girl, you ain't my November Rain dancing type."  But I never gave up.  I kept tapping on boys shoulders for years.  Pretty much without many dancing partners.  Eventually, I got lucky.  My hubby is a good partner, a little bit of a lame dancer, but hey, he's got the goods and we've been dancing for years.  Even though, now, we rock out more to The Boss than GNR.

You're probably asking yourself, what this is this chick rambling about?  Well -- pretty much that I'm trying to get some of that gumption back. Not in the romance department, but in the writing, career side of life.  It ain't easy.  And it ain't fun.  Most times, I'd like nothing better than to crawl into bed, take my mug of beer, and read Hunger Games for the rest of my life.  It's a good way to escape.  But eventually, I know who I am deep down.  A chick that never gives up.  No matter how many dudes I have to tap on the arm for that GNR dance.  No matter how many editors, agents, etc I have to bug to give me a chance.

So, here's my attempt to keep at this daily. I'm going to try to write on this blog as much as I push myself to get my writing career together.  After all, if I am indeed a chick that never gives up.  I should blog what I preach.