Amy Sue Nathan

So, yea, um, it’s me. Here. On the blog. This one. Uh huh.

Know what’s harder than going back to the gym after Thanksgiving?

Going back to the blog after a month. Truly. What is up with that?

So I’m going to give it another whirl, just as everyone is gearing up to slow down online for the holidays, I’ll be here trying to keep myself in check and in touch with cyberspace.  I think that my forays on Facebook and Twitter sometimes enable me to forget that I’m not blogging since I’m still in touch with so many people whose blogs I read.  Shame on me. It is NOT the same thing.

I’ve been writing like a banshee (didn’t know they could write, did you) for the past month and am coming to the end of my WIP.  I think that diverted my attention from writing anything else.  I also have, in addition to editing manuscripts for a few clients, taken on the esteemed (in my own mind) position of intern/reader for a literary agent whom shall remain nameless — but let’s say that I am having a blast and a half spending my free time reading first pages and partials and using my critical eye and ear and putting on my editor’s hat to discern what I think is good and perhaps not-so-good about each one, and offering my opinion.  My opinion.   Agents are way busy these days and I can only hope that my input lightens the load a bit for TA (This Agent).  I’m learning so much it’s like getting paid.  Only not really.

So yes, I am a 45-year-old intern.

I’m also beta-ing.  And because I’m a writer it’s ok that I made up that word.  That means I’m reading manuscripts of friends and offering them feedback.  I love that because it helps them and also means that they have to whether they like it or not can’t wait to beta for me.

Oh and after all the writing there’s the mom thing.  My son has gotten into 4 colleges so far — which seems to have effected his hearing, strange as that may sound.  His workout pants have been on the family room floor for two days and no matter how many times I say please pick them up, he doesn’t hear me.  Couldn’t be that he’s simply not listening, could it?  Nah.

So there you go.  That’s me.  After a very thankful Thanksgiving with my family and an amazing night out with old long-time friends I’m ready to do something with this blog again.

Because I’m thankful for it, too.