Bummed Out

This fall has brought me a bountiful harvest of rejections. Creative works, day job hunting, even my Ebay sales took a header. No one wants what I got to offer.   It happens. I’ve learned to try try-again. Send the story to the next market, send my resume to the next the non-profit, and snap…

Refilling the Creative Well

Last post, I raved about reading outside of preferred genres boosts creativity. Today, I’m going talk beloved medias. These are the stories, songs, movies, pieces of artwork that are 100% you. Like, the creator decided to tailor everything exactly to you, exclude stuff you don’t and managed to tell the work in a way that…

Almagest

One of my beach reads this vacation is The House of Wisdom—How Arabic Science Saved Ancient Knowledge and Gave Us the Renaissance. Its discussions on trigonometry and the mathematics involved in astronomy require several re-reads before I totally understand. Very much a case of operator error (me!) and not a failure of clarity by the…

The Summer of Rejection Slips

It’s been the summer of rejection slips. Yesterday’s got me good. Normally, I’m like Onward! over rejection—not everyone gets me, I don’t fit into some publishers’ plans. It’s cool. But yesterday’s was one I really wanted. And it was not to be. Shrug. But also pout and eat ice cream. Then sit on porch and…

Trash Day

Yesterday , I deleted over 500 beloved words. Not fun. I didn’t grow as a writer. It didn’t correct a story flaw or lower the word count to fall in line with a market’s specification. They just didn’t belong. Simple as that. Simple, but not easy. I don’t know why deleting my work is such…

Yet Another Con

  Last weekend, I attended my second convention of the summer. Oh my heart, Fourth Street Fantasy replenishes me. The programming is writing-angled, but very meta. There’s tips and best practices in some of the discussion, but for the most part it’s “let’s unpack a subject and teach ourselves to ask enough of the right…

Rejuvenated And It Feels So Good

Went to Booklover’s Convention (#BLC19) with Sarah Bella a couple of weeks ago. Went into the trip totally exhausted, like zero sleep for 36 hours beforehand. Just trying to get shit handled before leaving for a week. Is that a thing for everyone? Doing way more work before and after a trip to keep everything…

Forwent the Internet

I haven’t seen Endgame yet! Omg. NO SPOILERS. I see spoilers everywhere; they don’t even know they’re spoilers. And so, I have been avoiding the internet. The plan began with avoiding social media; nerdy friends can’t be trusted to contain their glee. Then CNN had to get chatty about the movie because I guess our…

Inspiration in the Odd Bits of Life.

I like paint samples. Such pristine little squares of lusciously soft or boldly sassy color. Even better than their prettiness is their names. They’re a master class in the evocative. Anniversary Platinum and Headsmans Axe may both be gray, but they hold different intentions, implications and possibilities.   The names remind me that stories need…

The Power of Down Time

Last Thursday, I fucked off to a 4-day writing retreat with Sarah Bella. Four lovely days, holed up in a lux hotel, writing, talking writing, drinking coffee and wine at all hours, hitting my steps goals, reward-based shopping. NOT vomiting from stress. Divine, over and over again.   Because I fret over everything, and have…