It’s one of my 2009 resolutions. I’m not going to be such a schlump in the writers’ group. I’ll even try to start a little early. Sure, I’m busy, but so’s everyone else. Time to buck up, little camper.
Frankly, I’ve become soured on my own writing after ‘Brain, Child’ ultimately rejected my essay. It passed by one editor but the second gave it the axe. I know, one rejection shouldn’t bum a writer out, but that one really stung. Here the one editor was all chipper and “Write as long as piece as you want!” and the other gave me the boot in the @$$. Not exactly a moment to rejoice.
Maybe I’ll put it out here, if anyone wants to read it and tell me what’s wrong with it I’ll find it and send it along. I don’t think I deleted it, in a snit, so I should have it somewhere. Anyone up for reading my essay on going to grad school at my advanced age, while also trying to keep up with motherhood, yadda yadda? I don’t think it sucks as badly as that bad description sounds, but you never know.
ALSO, the library has earmarked money (I think all of $ 100.00 woo. hoo.) for us to get together some sort of booklet of our writings. I’d like to see each one of us contribute a shortish piece. We’ll have to meet and talk about how long, etc. I’m thinking it’ll have to just use cardstock for the cover, and do it on the cheap to print as many as we can.
Once one of us gets discovered by a writing agent just think how much that will be worth! Boggles the mind. Or at least my small mind.
So, let’s get out there and kick some @$$! We need a writing contest to all participate in, or something. I’ll have a look at writers who’re appearing locally, and wrack my little brain for workshop ideas and/or presenters.
Bottom line: I am a schlump no longer!