More kilometres have been added onto my novel journey unfortunately. In its present state (draft two), it doesn’t work, but at least I know it, and I know why, and now all I can do is hunch over my desk and just keep going. I need to make some drastic changes and the thought of the rewrites ahead leave me paralysed with fear. But I can do this.
In other writing news, I dug up a short story of mine from a few years back and I reworked it to the point where I was satisfied with it. I submitted it to one place but it was rejected. That’s fine—it was only one try and I was stoked that I actually submitted something for the first time in years. I left it for months, reworked it again very recently and found another place to submit it to this week. Fingers crossed, yeah? It’s not a traditional short story—it’s a piece of flash fiction at around 700 words, a little vignette if you will.
With my work, I am a bit like a mother duck who is worried about sending her chicks out on their own, but not only that, I have a lot of unfinished bits that aren’t submittable as they are anyway. But times are changing, and I am older, and with that I feel more confident with my writing style and more importantly—my editing skills.
And because I have been out of practice with throwing my work out there, I was surprised at how common it is to pay a reading fee for submissions. A lot of places seemed to require it, and I get the reasons why, but it’s sad that it has come to that, right?
But what is not sad is the incredible two week holiday in America that I was able to go on with my family. I will be writing more about that very soon.
In the meantime, as some folks might have caught on already, I am not shooting weddings right now but my camera is not completely gathering dust–I’m being selective with which photography jobs I take on. Below, the first two images are from my personal collection. The last three are shots that I took for clients.