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.

Another Fail of a Day

It's alright kid. You dodged a bullet there, you just haven't realized it yet.

It's alright kid. You dodged a bullet there, you just haven't realized it yet.

My total writing today comes to about… one paragraph.

Work has absolutely breathed down my neck today. Too many emergencies and too many people asking, “Oh, can you do me a favor?” And such tiny things eat up my time.

It wouldn’t be so bad if some of it wasn’t drone work. By drone work, I mean data entry or mindless tasks that don’t work the brain. Programming works the brain, makes you think. I did do some of that today. I’m actually patting myself on the back for writing robust and highly reusable code.

But it all came at a cost. Sure, I knocked out my workload, but I’ve accomplished nothing today writing wise. I shot two submissions to Everyday Fiction yesterday, but that’s it otherwise.

If you haven’t checked out EDF, do so. It’s a nice submission site for poets and bit writings. The pay is a meager $3 you get over Paypal (and an additional buck if they choose to publish it in an anthology) , but the length of the stories is just 1,000 words or less. For all would be writers, we probably come up with all kinds of tidbits and pieces and ideas that go no where and easily get abandoned. Well, at least here you can make a bit of capital off of them. And poets? There’s a spot for the poetic as well.

My current piece is a character driven sci-fi bit. A short story that would probably come to less than 9,000 words if I angle my cards right. I’ve also been very careful to track what has been submitted where, as just about every publisher is extremely careful to state that simultaneous submission are unacceptable. If they reject, I can take it elsewhere. Until they reject, they have reviewing rights. So staying organized is kind of important. I do this with a spreadsheet that reminds me where to submit and what they’re looking for/ There’s also a color code indicating whether something has or would be rejected, when it has been submitted, whether it’s in editing or whatever.

Have a good night folks, I’m off to find inspiration at the bottom of a bottle.