The Journal of Michael Merriam

I've been quiet around here lately. This is partly because I've been swamped by life and partly because I felt like I had nothing constructive to say or important to add to the various conversations swirling around the blogosphere. I saw no sense in adding to the noise and anger which seemed to have drowned out the important discussion. I try to let my actions in life speak for me, imperfect as they may be.

That said, I did read something this week that really resonated with me, right down to the core. yuki_onna is wise indeed about stories.

I am still writing--working on Rija's Tale--which I suspect is the worst novel I have ever written. Of course, given my remarkable inability to assess the quality of my own work, this means it will probably be the first novel I sell!

Rija's Tale


I did have a request for the full manuscript of Last Car to Annwn Station from an agent. I've printed everything (with help from careswen) and will be mailing it off on Monday. While I am excited, I'm also trying to keep that excitement to a reasonable level, since I've already had three requests for a full without an offer of representation.

Beyond that, we are all alive and relatively healthy, which is better than the alternatives.