Writer Pep Talk

This Guy.Shopping for a Space Marine chapter to write about is hard.

Very hard.

From what I can tell, the first and some of the second founding chapters are the most interesting, and the ones that everyone wants to read about the most. After browsing through the Black Library’s current selection of Space Marine books, there are very few books about non First Founding Space Marine chapters.

My theory? It’s those amazing Horus Heresy stories. We associate what happens mostly to those Legions. We’re drawn to the Imperial Fists, Blood Angels and Iron Warriors, because those names have been around a long, long time. Guys like the Brazen Claws, Chosen of Nemeroth and Minotaurs? Not so much.

Take a nobody and make them interesting. That’s a big challenge.

I’ve been at this for a few years now. Only this year, I’m more serious than ever. I’ve been published a few times in other, non-Black Library anthologies and I’m going to continue to be published whether or not I ever make it into the BL. Win, lose or draw, writing is what I do and what I’m going to continue to do, big leagues or not.

A few years ago, I was content to be the same as a thousand other fans out there, who wait for the submission window, shoot them something, and then do nothing else with their career. I was content to do fan fictions before, now I want more than that. I’m serious about writing.

I’m hungry for something bigger.

I can understand how other people can be disgusted by that. The thought of writing for total pocket change. Having to not only work creative, but editing and marketing and finances. Being an artist sounds totally beautiful, but when they hear about the sheer amount of work that has to be done to get published and keep getting published, they see the ugly. The guys who try, fail and give up thought they were going to get a runaway hit.

Life doesn’t work like that. Even the best had to hammer it, and hammer it hard.

You get told you can’t do prose?
You keep writing.
You get that rubber stamp template rejection letter?
You keep writing.
Your story bombs?
You keep writing.

And you keep writing, writing, writing. And you don’t stop. No matter who says no, you keep writing.

Maybe I started this with some thoughts about writing for the Black Library. But there is so much more to it. Maybe you, who is reading this, wants to get accepted by BL, or Tor or Random House or whomever else out there. Weird Tales, Dark Moon Digest. Maybe you want Stephen King to say your work inspired him to write again. Maybe you want to write that book that is so incredible, even J.R.R. Tolkien, George Orwell and Robert E. Howard get out of their graves to go get a copy. Whoever you want to get published by is just the symptom. Writing is the disease.

Keep writing.

Annnnnd submitted.

Dance with me! Dance the dance of life! ... oh, right.

Dance with me! Dance the dance of life! ... oh, right.

Another piece has been sent. This time, it is going to Dark Moon Digest, a quarterly magazine of short stories.

The piece is old, but has never been submitted. I have to admit, I was surprised at my own writing. The idea and story were good, but the writing was somewhat difficult to decipher. I took my sweet time breaking up sentences, making it more readable and easier to understand.

But editing one’s own work is going to be the name of the game for a long, long time it seems. As I am taking a long route to getting published. Simply put, I’m started very small and working my way up. Three stories are in processing over at Everyday Fiction, a site for flash fiction submissions of 1,000 words or less. I have to admit that there is some temptation to rush to sites like Amazon’s self publishing, but I feel it would be better to turn to proven editors and experts before I take the do-it-yourself approach. I will probably do so in time, once I fully understand what I need to improve upon and have gotten my name out there.

In other news, I am busy studying a bit of engineering on the side. For now, I’m only looking on the details of reading blueprints. My friend, Jacob, dropped discs for studying German off. Gods, I could go for a new language. Work finally slowed down for me enough to take up some scholarly pursuits, and that’s exactly what I intend to do to keep myself from being bored.

Hope everyone has cool Veteran’s Day plans.