I’m thrilled to say that after a long hard road there’s finally a pinprick of light at the end of the tunnel. I’ve had two short stories accepted by two different markets. When they are up and available I’ll post links here. Very exciting to see something I’ve written out there for the world to see. And also scary. Holy shit, the whole world is going to see what I wrote as a fiction piece? Yikes!
Being an unpublished author is tough. What exactly are you? Am I? Can you really call yourself an author or writer if you’ve never done it professionally? I received my 44th rejection note today and immediately resubmitted the story to another market. Science Fiction Writers of America requires three published short stores in a professional market for inclusion in their society. I don’t have one. And the one I’m hopeful might just make the cut is in a semi-pro market. I recently ran across an open writing contest where writers don’t get paid, you just get to submit. I think they are over one hundred submissions already. What’s that mean? Means there’s a ton of writers out there and each one is clamoring with another to be noticed and their writing accepted, not just by magazines, but by a readership. Bottom line, it’s tough and loaded with competition.
So, why post this load of self-deprecation? Just venting. And to make the statement that despite never having been published, and the road ahead is loaded with disappointment, frustration and despair, still I write and still I submit. Not for dreams of being the next King or creating the next Potter, but because the actual act is pleasant. Of dreaming of some far away world and throwing it the page and for that wonderful feeling of someone actually liking it. I have to remind myself of that every time the “sorry, gonna pass” or “just not right for me” or “best of luck placing this elsewhere” comes through the email.
I don’t know if I can call myself a writer, novelist or author. I only know that I can’t quit. Not if I love it despite the heartache that comes with it. I have seven stories out for consideration and about to go work on the eighth right now. That is after dinner, watching peppa pig and putting the kids to sleep.
First, let me say hello to all the spam bots that frequent my blog. I’d have no visitors at all if not for you. Welcome. Second, I am relaunching this blog as something else entirely. This website started out as a self-help guide, I still have the original posts, then a geeks take on scifi, which I will still do from time to time, and now a blog about writing. Yes, I know, there are many, and I am under no delusions that this will turn into some change that increases traffic. No, I’m doing this simply to have a restart and to focus on the one thing that I’ve been trying to do for a very long time, become a successful writer.
I’ve been writing on and off since I was fifteen. And I’m sure, even in this very post, you’ll find grammatical mistakes, a dangling participle or two and a fair share of verb confusion. But then that’s the trick of all writers, isn’t it? Improve and work on your craft. Now, after a good long time has passed since I wrote that first terrible story all those years ago, I’m taking my writing very seriously. In the time between the first story and now, I’ve also written 2 1/2 books (still working on that third) and about fifty short stories. Nothing published, though I do have a long list on duotrope.com of my rejections, as well as a stack of snail mails from back in the day. I, however, am excited to announce that on one popular SciFi magazine I have gotten to the third round and am on the short list. Duotrope reports that are one of the toughest markets out there so a success there would be great.
Anyway, back on point, I am also going to hide all the previous posts I’ve ever done. Burry them under the hood of wordpress where they belong. If anyone finds this place and gets curious I’m sure you can dig them up on some time machine of the web. I would say don’t bother though, there’s not that much to see.
So that’s all for now.