I've been sitting on a short story I wrote on the spur of the moment before Christmas. I wrote it after seeing a call for submissions with a theme that sparked something in me. It's quite a dark story, and it needs a good rewrite before being 'finished' (in quotes, because is a story every really finished? Aren't there always things to tweak?).
I would love to re-read, edit, rewrite, send it to someone for their opinion and then re-write again. Except- if I do, it'll be the first thing I submit. And that's quite scary. Admittedly, this is for what is essentially a competition (no entry fee though) which at the back of my mind I think I thought made it easier- after all, there can only be one winner, right? If they don't choose mine, then I can rest assured that it wasn't just mine that got a big R for rejection on it. And yet...it's almost too terrifying. I know I need to suck it up, to pull my socks up and get out the red pen, to lift up my chin and really give it a go. I have three weeks until the deadline, and I shouldn't be wasting time.
Maybe writing this post today was the motivation I needed to print off a copy and sit down somewhere quiet with a pen in hand and enjoy tearing it to pieces. Who knows?
The time has really gotten away from me. I only realised it today when I saw another call for submissions- this time for a magazine, non-competition style, paying a decent price. And again, it sparked something in me that I started to write. Something that I've wanted to write for awhile, but didn't know how, or in what way to form the words. And that's great, and exciting, but I really should finish one thing before I start another, right?
That's always been a huge issue for me. I'm absolutely atrocious at doing a task, finishing it, then starting another and so on. I like to have lots of things on the go, to take my attention as it strikes me. Sometimes it works. And sometimes it leaves me floundering aimlessly. But I don't know if I can (or want to) change. I like having three books to read at once, or a handful of stories to write, or several work tasks to be getting on with. I guess I see myself more as a juggler than a writer!
I signed up for an online writing course. It's with FutureLearn, which is one of the MOOC platforms out there. It's run by the Open University in the UK and I suspect it will either be vastly useful and I'll love it, or it'll be dull and hopeless and I'll wish I'd never signed up for it. Right now I'm looking forward to it, and although it's not until April, I'm sure I'll ramble about it ad nauseum here in the future.
I would love to re-read, edit, rewrite, send it to someone for their opinion and then re-write again. Except- if I do, it'll be the first thing I submit. And that's quite scary. Admittedly, this is for what is essentially a competition (no entry fee though) which at the back of my mind I think I thought made it easier- after all, there can only be one winner, right? If they don't choose mine, then I can rest assured that it wasn't just mine that got a big R for rejection on it. And yet...it's almost too terrifying. I know I need to suck it up, to pull my socks up and get out the red pen, to lift up my chin and really give it a go. I have three weeks until the deadline, and I shouldn't be wasting time.
Maybe writing this post today was the motivation I needed to print off a copy and sit down somewhere quiet with a pen in hand and enjoy tearing it to pieces. Who knows?
The time has really gotten away from me. I only realised it today when I saw another call for submissions- this time for a magazine, non-competition style, paying a decent price. And again, it sparked something in me that I started to write. Something that I've wanted to write for awhile, but didn't know how, or in what way to form the words. And that's great, and exciting, but I really should finish one thing before I start another, right?
That's always been a huge issue for me. I'm absolutely atrocious at doing a task, finishing it, then starting another and so on. I like to have lots of things on the go, to take my attention as it strikes me. Sometimes it works. And sometimes it leaves me floundering aimlessly. But I don't know if I can (or want to) change. I like having three books to read at once, or a handful of stories to write, or several work tasks to be getting on with. I guess I see myself more as a juggler than a writer!
I signed up for an online writing course. It's with FutureLearn, which is one of the MOOC platforms out there. It's run by the Open University in the UK and I suspect it will either be vastly useful and I'll love it, or it'll be dull and hopeless and I'll wish I'd never signed up for it. Right now I'm looking forward to it, and although it's not until April, I'm sure I'll ramble about it ad nauseum here in the future.