Earl Yorke

The following is taken from the journal of Earl Yorke, December 31, 2002:

I think that I will soon retire for the night. It is 3:32 in the morning, and my interests seem to be drifting. I am finding trouble getting into “The Dominance Flush” and “The Sin of Caine” [a manuscript that was originally going to be the beginning of another Vampire triology, but I wanted to avoid getting stuck writing vamp books for the rest of my life... I actually don't think I wrote a single line in that manuscript after this night]. I do hope that my writer’s block is not coming back to haunt me from that b.s. with my ex-agent.

I recieved another rejection letter today. This makes my progress (or lack thereof) five rejections out of a total 13 submissions of “The Bloodlines of Rollinsford” [looking back at the mess that book was at that time I'm not surprised at all... it's a completely different manuscript now]. I remain as hopeful as I can be, consoling myself with the idea that eight of them still have yet to reply, and it has been over a month. These agencies are hopefully reading the book, which could indicate that they have taken some interest in my work [I was so naive!]. I have promised myself that I will remain hopeful atleast until I am down to two remaining replies. I must be fair to myself [I am more so now... after looking back at these journal entries I am no longer reunited with pain from the past, but hope for my work after what I went through].

Well, I need a cigarette [Killing myself] so I’ll be going outside now, and filling my ears with angry music [some things never change] while I pollute my lungs. Had I not been so successful with my cutting down [I even lied to myself in those days apparently] I probably would have already made atleast one additional trip out into the snow while documenting these thoughts. Goodnight.

–Earl

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