HAPPY APRIL 5th! But it’s also Easter, so what did you do today?
I did as you might think. I spent my day outside. I stayed out with the sun. It’s already summer in South Texas, so you can bet your bottom dollar I’m a nice shade of tan already. And it’s only taken several hours of baking in the hot sun (I was the only one in my family who came out of the womb milky white, I tan to match my family).
So I’m sure you’ve missed me.
Here’s an update: I ended up being 97 in the Chick-Fil-A First 100. So guess which of your favorite people has 48 free meals left. ME!
I know I said I would be a better blogger (and hey in my defense, I did really well the first month), but the truth is that the only reason I am blogging now is because I have what they will probably take to calling writers block. You know when you have an idea hit? And you’re crazy for it, but your OTHER novel (like the one that’s been waiting to be finished for months now) is still sitting unfinished on your desktop, begging to be opened and you know you shouldn’t start anything new, so you decide OH HEY THERE IS SUCH A THING AS A SHORT STORY.
it will be a short story, no biggie.
And then four pages turns into nine and nine turns in to sixteen and sixteen turns into twenty-three and then you’re throwing in new characters aND ThE STORY TAKES ON A LIFE OF ITS OWN And all of a sudden it looks like you’re the only person who thinks it’s still going to be a short story. Well it’s not.
SO that’s me. Accidentally starting novels and all that jazz.
And I’m submitting a part of it to my writers club for next week…tonight. So that’s fine and dandy. But I’m a blank page writer. As in I don’t really know what I’m going to write next, I just stare at a blank page until something comes to me. And well, nothing has come to me yet. Everything I write is totally unplanned which is actually contrary to my life because i like to plan things. I like long lists of things to do and hour-to-hour day plans (I don’t ever go by said lists or plans, but just the idea that they exist keeps me sane).
Despite my inability to finish my long pieces, I have otherwise written a short story (yes it’s actually short) that I thought was pretty darn spectacular (I’m tooting my own horn because writers are supposed to be pretentious so I’m just being that right now, do not place any judgment upon me). I submitted it to YARN. So let’s see how that goes.
Hopefully I won’t be looking at a second rejection.
I think an idea is coming to me.
Over and out.
buuuuttt….(I’ll be back tonight, I have to update you on my life)