Just Another Post

Well, I haven't written for awhile, so I thought I'd do two posts today. :)

Today has been a big blah. Well, we bought some plants to put in (tomorrow, thankfully, it's supposed to be cold tonight).

The meal today was hamburgers, fries, (those shoestring frozen things, which unfortunately seemed to be either burnt or raw), and canned clam chowder, (which was Horrible).

I've not been quite up to snuff with writing, lately. I've just had to work a little harder to get the words out, and they don't seem to be very good. I put my desert story on the shelf for a few days until I could think more clearly about it. I know what needs done, but haven't quite "got" the next scene, and I don't want to muddle through it.

This last week or so, I wrote a short, sad story about an elf, I got a rejection letter in the email, and started another story about an elf and didn't finish it because I couldn't bare to. (I'm leaving the characters in suspended animation until I can think of a decent ending for them.)

I sat up late one night re-reading a supposedly-short story I wrote. The next day I started writing it again. (It is really a much longer story; I arbitrarily ended it before it was 100 pages, but the story theoretically could last for ages.)

I re-read another story I wrote, and thought it was sad and good at the same time, and I typed up the first page. I'm going to decide what to do with it, if anything.

I have another story to edit and send to a magazine. I really want them to accept me, so I keep putting it off. Number one reason: it doesn't need much work, which can make it harder to know when you've got it quite right. (A lot of simple errors give one a lot to change, which makes it easier to feel satisfied, and accomplished, when those things are done.) Number two reason: The magazine is one I really, really want to be accepted in. And I really think it's a good story. But if I send it thinking that, I'll be very disappointed if it's rejected. So until I can convince myself that the magazine's taste is not that excellent (almost there), and until I can scrape together the guts and brains to *edit that story,* I'm going to wait. And wait. Hm...

That sounds so strange. But I'll bet that most people have quirks about doing something like that, something they'd rather put off, and perhaps feel nervous about.