I really need a muse. Anyway so this is what’s going on with PIAB right now.
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01. Been running the parts through editing (spelling, grammar, with out changing story elements.)
02. Reading this story again to re-familiarize myself with it. I’ll explain why this has taken so long after this list.
03. Doing my research. Will get the story copy righted once I’m done (costs about $65 and takes a couple months) I’ll do that before I have someone do a critical reading and commenting on it since it’ll likely be someone I don’t know in real life.
04. Get a literary agent and see where that goes.
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Now why this project has taken so long. First – I started the origins of this story back in 1999, then really started working on it in 2002. That would be a separate book but it was the foundation for this one.
Where I really started working on PIAB was when I was taking mom in for cancer treatments, thinking out the story was a way to pass the hours and focus on something other than being in a hospital.
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Then in 2011 – 2012 it really picked up. Spending a total of two months with mom in the hospital i had a lot of time to write on the laptop. Then when she came home and things looked grim to say the least, i wrote as an escape.
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When she died it did take a lot of the wind out of my sails but I found a muse in Kirsty. She believed in the story, she pushed for me to finish it, she made bargains and deals and in a couple cases physical threats (lol) to get me to finish it but there was too much emotional baggage at the time to go back. It was associated with mom and her death.
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Move ahead to January 2023 and Kirsty passing away it just made continuing this like “What’s the point?” I swore I’d finish it in her memory but it’s been difficult to say the least to revisit all of this. But, I am finally getting there. Re-reading shit I wrote 14 or more years ago and realizing I should have listened to Kirsty, just wish I had been in a better place at the time.
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Anyway, i’m only really moving in baby steps, but forward is still forward.
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