the business side of things…sigh.

I just received an email from the publishing house that I wrote the reluctant reader for.  A long form to fill out.  Many pages of questions requiring details, facts. New photos are wanted with strict requirements and instructions.  A request for media contacts and so on.  And when I opened this email up and read it, I wanted to crawl in bed and pull the covers over my head.  The idea of starting all of this “being out there” all over again, when I feel like it was only this week that I started settling, letting go of the chaos that has been the last few months.  Trying to tell myself that it’s okay to relax, let go, settle in myself, my body, my home. 

I was really surprised to tell you the truth.  It’s a short little reluctant reader, for goodness sakes.  People don’t go on the road for them.  Do they?  I thought I was off the hook for next year.  A few Porcupine things I’d promised to do.  A visit to my daughter.  A vacation perhaps. 

There’s something about forms that overwhelm me.  And this one, looking at it, is going to take at least two or three days to compile.  And it’s Christmas and I don’t want to take the time off of Big Muckle.  I’ve just finally started to get a real good writing rhythm going.  I wonder if they’d mind if I waited until I finished this draft?  Probably. 

Phooey…

Posted by Meg Tilly on Thursday, December 13, 2007 in Chewing the Fat