Stings & rejections

I didn’t realise it at the time but I managed to get stung, again!  Different toe, different foot.

Our kids were off on scout camp all weekend.  It was amazing how much work I managed to get done around the house.  I did all their chores as well as my own and then there was hubby to contend with.  We decided we’d walk the dog before we went bed-hunting (my bed isn’t lost, we just need a new one).  So, during the walk I must have been stung/bitten – something that caused my foot to imperceptibly swell over the course of the day.  Now, I am not the sylph-like creature my mind lies and convinces me I am so it took a while to work out that my toes were increasing in girth.  It was while I was trying to apply the itch cream (Oh yes, it itched too, just like last weekend) that I realised I couldn’t easily work my finger between my little and penultimate toe.  Then it clicked and I immediately went and swallowed an antihistamine!  Up until then I’d been foolishly thinking ‘nettle sting’.  So, it is Sunday evening and I have one foot which is still slightly swollen and the other is half-way there, halted in its tracks by non-genius detective work. 

Added to that I had another couple of rejections.  One from the Darley Anderson agency and the other from Susannah Lea & Associates.  Bothe extremely polite and urging me not to be disheartened. 

It cannot be helped.  I am disheartened.  I haven’t been able to write all weekend.  I have had hours, without the kids, when I could have easily scribbled off three or four chapters but my heart that controls my writing hand and my writing thoughts is weeping silently in a dark corner of my chest.  I hear it, when I listen carefully, but as I have no way of consoling it (other than chocolate) I put U2 on, loud, and carry on cleaning the kitchen.

My foot throbs in sympathy.


About Bea Turvey apprentice author and witch

I am a wild-haired author who cannot stop writing. The writing process is not a task for me. It is an extension of myself. When I write, I lose myself as easily as if I slipped into the story for a swim. Writing became a serious part of my life in Decmber of 2009. Unless you're reading this in 2017 it wasn't that long ago, and the bug hit me hard and fast. My first novel, Banished, was published in March 2010 and is available at If you read it, or anything else I've written, I hope you'll post a review and let me know why you liked it - or even why not!
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4 Responses to Stings & rejections

  1. Linda T says:

    Deepa is right don’t feel disheartened. These people are going to be kicking themselves when you are as big as Stephanie Meyers! And then you can employ me as your manager, on 10% of course!
    Love Linda

    • beaturvey says:

      With such a positive attitude and lofty beliefs in my ability I’d be mad not to hire you! Manager’s spend most of their time inflating their client’s egos I hear and you’ve done wonders to mine. Thank you.
      Now, my next question – should I publish some of my material on my blog?
      Scary prospect for me. Exposed, naked if you will, and unaware who is looking! Like a stripper at those clubs; she performs behind a one-way window/glass – not that I’ve ever been to one…
      Bea x

  2. Deepa says:

    DOn’t feel disheartened – I am sure something will happen soon – and you have written this piece beautifully. I also coincidentally have an ant bite on one of my toes. Very itchy and swollen. In sympathy, Deepa.

    • beaturvey says:

      Thank you so much.
      Were I a little more intelligent I would have taken my anti-histamine immediately! I’d like to say we live and we learn, but it so obviously is not the case for me and I really don’t wish to have the opportunity to ‘remember next time’.
      Hope the swelling on your toe doesn’t gravitate up your foot… Is that possible – for something to gravitate up?

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