I really like the way she looks in my head, and I desperately wish I was good at painting, because I really want to paint her. She looks cool.
I also streamed last night. It was fun, even if I had no idea wtf I was doing. I feel like I have to relearn the game every time I sit down to play it. Oh well! It's still a great game, and I'm still enjoying it immensely. Though, and if anyone out there has been playing Far Cry Primal before, there is an undiscovered location at the top of the map, which appears to be a cave with the entrance covered by logs. I can't seem to get into it. Any hints?
There is more writing on the agenda today. I'm also supposed to go for a run, but I don't think I'll manage it. I have training this evening, and I'm already exhausted from the first week back into physical activity and I have martial arts training tonight.
I'm also getting anxious... CanCon is coming up, and I have to make a decision. Will I try and pitch my Great Man series again? Or do I try for my Avalon series. I just don't know. I think I'll have a better idea when I receive the (harsh?) comments back on Soldier. If it turns out that it needs too much work, I guess that's my decision made. I'll pitch the Avalon series.
Which adds another stress. I still don't have a good title for that first book. Or the second, let's be honest, but since it all rides on the first book, that's the one I need to focus on. So, here's a question, what would you call a book that follows a young man who has a motorcycle accident, falls down the side of a mountain, only to wake up in a different world that is in the middle of an invasion, and he ends up frighting for the resistance to repel said invaders?
'Cause I've got nothing.
Also, I need to come up with elevator pitches for both first books in both series, just in case. And I need to write cover letters and synopses for both... It's stressful. But I want to have it done and so thoroughly memorised that delivering it will be a reflex. I cannot trust my brain to remember these things. I get stupid nervous during pitches, and I stumble over my words and expend far too much effort trying not to cry. I can't be expected to consciously remember things when I'm in that state.
I really want to get an agent, and I'm a pool of hope and frustration at the moment.
So, that stress is sitting in the back of my mind as I try and focus on writing. As usual with the pitching/submitting process, I feel like I'm out at sea, barely keeping afloat.
Le sigh.
Right, I have to go and do things now. Any ideas regarding books titles is welcome. Leave them in the comments below.
Ciao!