By Leslie Lindsay The holidays are here and it sure is a busy season! Wait–you know that already. I’ve heard that Decemeber is notoriouly bad for agent submissions, so I’ve lightened my load a little by waiting to start the submission process in the new year.  Let me just say, while that burden has been lifted, it’s still hard getting into the writing groove.  Between planning family visits, the wrapping, shopping, and baking…writing has taken a backseat.  And then those pesky rejections just keep rolling through. It’s not that they are telling me I suck; on the contrary. “It’s a subjective business, and while the writing is good, it just didn’t resonate with me.” What with all of that going on, plus the hustle and bustle of everything else, this writer gal has been less motivated to crank out much of anything. Until yesterday.         Sure, I had to force my fingers to tap on the file that contained my next novel and *not* to peruse Amazon or TinyPrints, or the basset hound gift shop, but …