Today was a day of defeat. I decided to go the extra mile and book a paid appointment with a literary agent as a sort of... show of commitment, I suppose, for my birthday. The agent's background and my own were so similar that it was borderline comedic, and her availability for consultations aligned perfectly with my schedule. Although she didn't represent my genre I felt I couldn't let this opportunity pass, and went ahead with the booking despite its price.
I was giddy with excitement, and as always could not help but wonder and hope whether or not I could find someone willing to take a chance on my story, or at the very least me. It was foolish, I see that now as I write this out and even beforehand, and one should not enter such meetings with that thought in mind. I understood as well when going into the meeting, but I hoped I'd be able to receive at least some concrete criticisms which I could use to strengthen my story.
Instead it was more like I just hit concrete.
I could list off my frustrations a hundredfold but at this point you've heard me ramble this off into your ear at least a hundred times over in past posts. It's just tiring and at this point, I'm beginning to wonder whether or not I could continue down this path specifically for Beyond. Not abandoning it of course per-se... but for once I've been given a bit of a rest spot in the grander journey I've been trodding along and I think it's time I rest a bit by doing something else.
So, let's set up camp by the road for tonight. You and I, my reader. And for tomorrow as well. And the next. Let's rest, and allow me to drum up a new tale for you. Something which I've mentioned before, but never got around to finishing up. I'm unsure what it'll be, but I'd at least like it to be something.
To be sure, we won't be stopping for long. I'd at least like us to try out a few more things before fully faltering, and it's not like we'll be digging our heels in the stand to stay here. But it's clear that, as painful as it is to admit, the end of this part of the road isn't as far away as I'd hoped.
We'll see tomorrow, the day after, and the next. What other tales I have to tell. Where we'll end up on the road. Who else may be waiting up for us, just up ahead.
Rest well. And so shall I.
- Ud Din
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