Getting It Right
I feel like I'm getting it right today.
After gulping several cups of coffee, I reread a chapter of Julia Cameron (The Artist's Way--one of my favorite books), then came downstairs and listened to the Great Standards channel while James "read" me a story.
Next, I formatted a short story I had written several months ago so that I can submit it to The Baltimore Review's Short Fiction contest this afternoon.
Right now, I'm taking a break to look up ideas for decorating serving trays (I want to make some sort of personal shrine out of these and give it as a gift, but I realize they aren't for everyone and I'm trying to figure out how to do this in a practical--if serving tray shrines can be practical--way).
No one told me there would be days like these. Being productive feels good.
Later, while James is napping, I'm going to make Christmas cards (a yearly tradition which has become a huge pain in the ass) and read more Julia and cook some potato-leek soup (recipe courtesy the Williams-Sonoma "Potato" Cookbook I borrowed from the library the day before Thanksgiving).
And finally, after the envelope with the story has been deposited at the post office and while the soup is simmering and the children are chasing each other through our holiday decorated house, I'm going to light an Evergreen scented candle and play The Sims2.
Just because I feel like it.
After gulping several cups of coffee, I reread a chapter of Julia Cameron (The Artist's Way--one of my favorite books), then came downstairs and listened to the Great Standards channel while James "read" me a story.
Next, I formatted a short story I had written several months ago so that I can submit it to The Baltimore Review's Short Fiction contest this afternoon.
Right now, I'm taking a break to look up ideas for decorating serving trays (I want to make some sort of personal shrine out of these and give it as a gift, but I realize they aren't for everyone and I'm trying to figure out how to do this in a practical--if serving tray shrines can be practical--way).
No one told me there would be days like these. Being productive feels good.
Later, while James is napping, I'm going to make Christmas cards (a yearly tradition which has become a huge pain in the ass) and read more Julia and cook some potato-leek soup (recipe courtesy the Williams-Sonoma "Potato" Cookbook I borrowed from the library the day before Thanksgiving).
And finally, after the envelope with the story has been deposited at the post office and while the soup is simmering and the children are chasing each other through our holiday decorated house, I'm going to light an Evergreen scented candle and play The Sims2.
Just because I feel like it.
posted by Cate at 10:10 AM
2 Comments:
Good for you. So, have you had some stories published before? If so, I'm both jealous and inspired.
Michelle E,
Thanks for commenting! I've enjoyed your blog for quite awhile (actually linked to you on my personal homepage several weeks ago in a weekly list that I do there). I've also enjoyed visiting the links that you have posted on your blog and reading the awesome work of the people that you admire, like Michelle at Verbal.
Yes, isn't Julia brilliant? I have had such hero worship for her for years. I ALWAYS have one of her books on my nightstand. You are so fortunate to have belonged to an Artist Way group--maybe you'll start another one up in the future?
Thanks again for visiting!
Michelle F.,
I've had a few short stories published in online journals. The acceptances are few and far between. I think that, at this point, I've submitted 40-50 stories and 7 have been accepted. It's not as easy as I thought it would be, which is why I depend on Julia Cameron's books to me motivated!
Your poetry would be snatched up in a second--you communicate such emotion with your words. The poem that you wrote for SPT still resonates with me, and that sestina--I'm in awe.
If you haven't submitted anywhere, I hope you will.
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