The summer heat definitely hit Texas and surrounding states this past week…especially inside of a semi trailer while wrestling windows.
The regular driver who took vacation time for two weeks couldn’t have chosen a better period, period.
On Monday I had two stops in Dallas where I was in the trailer for well over an hour each. Tuesday it was the same thing near Oklahoma City. Ft Smith, Arkansas was the third day in a row of sweltering and sweating for almost two hours. Thursday’s brutality was in Hot Springs, Arkansas with an emphasis on HOT.
I don’t know what I did to deserve such abuse, but whatever it was, I’m sorry.
I kept reminding myself there will be a good paycheck coming on Friday, but I was still drenched in my own sweat.
I also kept telling myself I need to make a drastic career change soon if I plan on living to see my 60th birthday.
Apparently writing won’t be it any time soon. I reached out to the three literary agents the publisher sent me after she said she’s interested in my mouse book.
Of the two who responded back one of them declined to represent me after a few weeks of deliberation or whatever way they decide such matters.
The other one had a picture book published by this publisher. She was contacted by this publisher on Friday. The publisher wants to see my social media numbers higher before she takes a chance on this book.
That means I have to get over 2,000 friends on Facebook, and/or followers on Twitter, and/or people on LinkedIn signed up with me in whatever manner they call such folks, and/or some social media thingy that hasn’t even been invented at this moment. I guess.
In six months they’ll take another look at me to see if I’m popular enough yet. Oh for the good old days when the story was enough.
Oh, they also said I need to book book signings and/or speaking events for the book, too. How I’m supposed to convince folks to listen to me about something that hasn’t even been made at this point is pointless to me.
Perhaps the heat is too much for me but I’m unclear about how this cart can move without the all-important horse.
Ten years ago I began this writing journey at God’s command. I was hoping this would be a good time to get this proverbial snowball rolling down the hill so it can pick up some momentum and grow.
Apparently it’s too hot for that, too.
This coming week should be better. I’ll still be delivering windows but I’ll be unloading in Kansas on Tuesday. Last I checked there’s a cold front between here and there. I hope that means temperatures in the 80’s at best.
As far as the writing goes I guess that beat is back to slow to none until further notice.
One word that keeps popping up in my life is perseverance.
One of these days this bubble of invisibility will burst and God will start using me big time to get the word out about what Jesus did for everyone on the cross and the grave.
Until then I’ll keep beating myself up to pay my bills.
I’ll see you later. Wade
