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Wednesday, November 5th
Nov. 5th, 2014 09:17 amThe Daily Report
Well, I did it again yesterday... after having written a couple of silly poems in the morning, in the afternoon I had an idea that had come to me a few days before suddenly come to fruition, and I ended up with a poem that needs some polishing, but which I think is really pretty good. I'll have time to improve it, as the venue that I have in mind for it--Goblin Fruit--is not reading new poems right now.
This is the thing about writing for outside publication that is going to take me some time to get used to, and I think what might have been a big part of why I didn't stick with it the handful of times I experimented with it in my earlier years of writing: the waiting game. Right now I have a couple of submissions out that I'm waiting to hear back on, and I'm setting up folders so I can keep track of the things I have to wait to submit. I know they'll all be better for it, but it's going to take a while to get used to delayed gratification over the immediate rush.
Another new thing this week: both the short story I wrote on Monday and the poem I wrote yesterday had multiple distinct drafts. Not just revisions, but drafts. I've rarely bothered with true drafts unless the first one goes nowhere, because in the age of word processing there's just no reason to go back to ground zero. But both the story and the poem were threshed out in ILYS, and the end result was kind of a dry recitation of the story, what I ended up thinking of the "so here's what happened" draft. Once I had what happened laid out, I started over and wrote it out as an actual story (or poem, as the case may be). This is interesting to me because it's always been a facet of my writing process that I have a hard time writing a story that my brain has already marked as written. That appears to have changed.
The next couple of newsletters are going to be interesting to put together, just because I have such an embarrassment of riches to share in them.
The State of the Me
Doing okay. Actually woke up pretty timely this morning and got to work, though I forgot to actually hit "post" on this until 11.
Plans For Today
I have some midday errands to run. In the morning I've been editing my short story of the week. In the afternoon, I'm going to be pushing ahead on MU.
Well, I did it again yesterday... after having written a couple of silly poems in the morning, in the afternoon I had an idea that had come to me a few days before suddenly come to fruition, and I ended up with a poem that needs some polishing, but which I think is really pretty good. I'll have time to improve it, as the venue that I have in mind for it--Goblin Fruit--is not reading new poems right now.
This is the thing about writing for outside publication that is going to take me some time to get used to, and I think what might have been a big part of why I didn't stick with it the handful of times I experimented with it in my earlier years of writing: the waiting game. Right now I have a couple of submissions out that I'm waiting to hear back on, and I'm setting up folders so I can keep track of the things I have to wait to submit. I know they'll all be better for it, but it's going to take a while to get used to delayed gratification over the immediate rush.
Another new thing this week: both the short story I wrote on Monday and the poem I wrote yesterday had multiple distinct drafts. Not just revisions, but drafts. I've rarely bothered with true drafts unless the first one goes nowhere, because in the age of word processing there's just no reason to go back to ground zero. But both the story and the poem were threshed out in ILYS, and the end result was kind of a dry recitation of the story, what I ended up thinking of the "so here's what happened" draft. Once I had what happened laid out, I started over and wrote it out as an actual story (or poem, as the case may be). This is interesting to me because it's always been a facet of my writing process that I have a hard time writing a story that my brain has already marked as written. That appears to have changed.
The next couple of newsletters are going to be interesting to put together, just because I have such an embarrassment of riches to share in them.
The State of the Me
Doing okay. Actually woke up pretty timely this morning and got to work, though I forgot to actually hit "post" on this until 11.
Plans For Today
I have some midday errands to run. In the morning I've been editing my short story of the week. In the afternoon, I'm going to be pushing ahead on MU.