I'm excited about this, and I think it will be good for my writing. :)
I suppose I should be doing that now, instead of blogging!
*Peace*
~Alice~
I've also done some writing recently. Nothing on my 'important' stories.
They will have to wait until I am feeling a little more confident. But
it's been nice to do some writing, nonetheless.
I recently edited a short story of mine. It needs a little more work,
and then I have to find a market for it--somewhere that publishes sci-fi,
and preferably not Ray Gun Revival. I've sent too many stories there
recently, probably because I'm so comfortable there.
If you go there, and click on "Sneaky Peeks," you can read the first few
words of it. It will be in the third magazine issue, the one coming out
this month.
It is pleasant to have a story published in a British magazine. I will
receive a free copy of the magazine as payment, and I'm looking forward
to checking it out. :)
You know that Snoopy cartoon where the editors send him a rejection slip,
and he didn't even send them anything? (I think he writes back,
rejecting their rejection slip. Anyway, it's funny. Haha.)
I got one today.
I searched my records, and I have no record of sending that story to that
magazine. I suppose I could've I sent it to them before 2005. They
apologized to a delayed reply, and said the magazine recently changed
management. Maybe I sent it in 2004, got a rejection, and now I'm
getting another one because the records got messed up somehow?
Huh. Still scratching my head over this one.
On one episode, someone told the main character, Betty, that she lived in
"Betty Land," where everything was about her all the time. (Or something
like that; it's been awhile.)
Sometimes I feel like I live in "Alice Land," where everything is about
me. I don't want to do that, don't want to be selfish and
self-preoccupied. The fact remains, sometimes I am. What else matters
so much in a person's life, except the things that affect that person?
Writing can be a way to get out of one's self, I think.
Or perhaps it is the most self-indulgent time of all, I don't know.
Worrying about writing, thinking about writing -- that can be pretty
self-indulgent, for me, anyway.
But it seems to me that writing itself takes you out of yourself almost
completely. When you're writing, the things that matter most are the
characters and their problems, and not you at all.
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