it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken
matociquala

Ahhhhhh.

Phew.

I still have another month of alleged vacation before I'm required to start thinking hard about writing any fiction. It's refreshing. Mind, I have a pile of slush at home to laser through, and a rewrite request to pen, but that won't be too, too difficult. Issue Two of A&A is getting some nice mail. Somebody mentioned to me today (via email) that the magazine is more lyrical and playful than some of the other markets out there, and really, I can't think of a nicer comment. We're aiming for challenging, too, but we haven't quite hit that goal yet.

I am in the process of finishing the third-draft polish on Bridge, and I think it's working. I like the book. The ending made me tear up, which is something I always hope for. And friends and colleagues are selling short stories and novels all over the place, and garnering rewrite requests as well. (Congrats! You know who you are!)

So, current mood: busy, but satisfied, and with the guiltmonkey and the Write Me Now monster both blessedly silent.

I'll be at Ambercon outside Detroit at the end of this month: looking forward to seeing the Michigan crowd. And I'm still gunning for Torcon, time and finances and life permitting. (Go Torcon!)

Also, I've got a nonfiction project lined up that should count as a valid project for a month or two of writing time, thus assuaging the guiltmonkey while my Fiction Soup Pot refills. And I'm starting The Scar in about five minutes. Yay, good fiction.

Now, I'd just like to sell a couple of nice, shiny short stories to nice, shiny markets... and maybe get a nibble on a novel by the end of the year.

But, you know. We all dream.
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