Roadblocks

So, there comes a magical time in the life of every parent when their child's mouth becomes inflamed and swollen as teeth cut their way through their precious little gums. Alright, in all honesty, it isn't remotely magical. It's filled with crying and biting and whining.  There is an alarming lack of sleep involved as the boy doesn't sleep due to the hurt in his mouth, which keeps Mama awake all night. It's loads of fun. 

It also leads to an extreme decrease in productivity.  I began this entry two days ago, and am actually trying to finish it on my fifteen minute break at work. Why? It's the only time I've had to myself in a while.  At home, the boy works his way into my lap no matter where I sit, or what I'm attempting to accomplish.

Ok, the pity party is over.   A new publishing option was brought to my attention, though I should have thought of it on my own.  A friend mentioned that I shouldn't waste my time fishing for a literary agent or dish out the money to self-publish.  They recommended sending my manuscript to publishers directly.  I haven't had a chance to research it yet, but I have a sneaking suspicion that most publishers won't accept unsolicited manuscripts.  Who knows, though?  Maybe there are still a few small publishers that will take a gander.

I hope to begin researching publishers later this week while the boy naps.  We'll see if I get anything accomplished.  Here's hoping that blasted tooth comes out of the gum already and the boy gets a break from those pesky buggers for a bit.