Alas, my journey has been a long one. I spent all day Saturday at a PFLAG workshop to get "certified" (if you would) to speak in front of middle and high school children on being gay. (Oh, yes in case you didn't know - I am gay.) Saturday's travels to Waltham (about 45 minutes to an hour away - I don't know how Chris does it every day) was tiring on several accounts: 1. The traveling, getting up early to be there for 8:00 a.m. and 2) (more importantly) the emotional drain. Watching others tell their stories, whether it be their coming out experience or their child's pain or the parent's anguish wiped me out. I got home, sat on the chair in front of the television and fell asleep at 8:30 p.m. While an exhausting day it was well worth it.
I was supposed to got to Chris' nephew's birthday party but after being approached, at work, about this workshop and recently talking to an old high school friend whose son happens to be gay I felt this was the more important thing to do. Chris, and his family, understood.
Equally exhausting, yet in a different way, is the rejection I have received, from a couple of agents, in seeking representation for my book. I know it's all part of the process and one has to "get used to it" and that even the best have all been rejected but it's daunting nonetheless.
I spent a couple hours, on the phone, with Phyllis (as she is good at all this stuff) reviewing my synopsis. I struggle in condensing 493 pages into a couple of paragraphs whilst maintaining the elements which make it good (at least I think it's good...someone has to!).
Anyway, to bed early again last night and up at 4:30 this morning. Busy week. Please feel free to comment, I'll stop by and visit soon. I promise!