May 06, 2003

Okay, so I probably shouldn't have spent the time writing. But I finished working (10pm), got Ryan settled back to bed (10:20pm) and decided I needed a little decompression time.

And there's this story I've been working on -- "Glimmer". I wrote about a thousand words on it one night, maybe 1500, and knew when I got to the end that I'd missed something important. I was in the right place, but there was an element missing, and I didn't know how to fix it. So I went to bed.

I woke up knowing exactly what I'd done wrong and what I needed to do, and that it involved rewriting almost every single word I'd written the night before. It was both great and really frustrating. And then I didn't have time to do it.

So I decided to take the time. I rewrote the whole bloody section, and expanded it by a good 250 words as well. Now I just need to get the ending into the story and it'll be done.

It's one of the first stories I've done in a long time that works around an "adult" theme without falling into the erotica genre. Sex *is* important to the way the story works, but it's not graphic. And it doesn't need to be. In fact, I think it would detract from the story.

This ones going to be for the Blood challenge -- the May writing challenge on the workshop. Most of the challenge pieces I've written have been complete departures from my usual stuff. This one has some stylistic changes (and I'm not sure I'm consistent on the style -- it needs some editing still) but is more like my usual stuff than the others have been. I'm not so sure that makes it any more publishable.

These days I vacillate wildly between the ever-positive "I can DO this" and the "why am I bothering" sorts of attitudes. Racking up rejections really isn't helping me mentally, and I'm beginning to think (again) that readers like to read me for fun, but editors don't like the way I write. *wrinkles nose* Not entirely sure how to take that. I suppose it either means I have a lot to learn about writing, or just haven't found the right markets for my stuff yet. Or both.

Got rejected a little while ago. I believe it is quite probably the fastest rejection I will ever receive -- about 3 hours. *smiles* On the other hand, it is quite possibly the shortest piece I will ever submit, clocking in at 516 words. Time to move on to the next market. But that can wait until tomorrow night, when I'm a tad more coherent. Let's just hope tonight I get to sleep.

Posted by Deb Atwood at May 06, 2003 11:03 PM | TrackBack
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