So my writing mojo was MIA for quite a few months. It’s back and I’m very excited. And a bit nervous.
For about two months I haven’t had any stories out there for consideration. No need to check my email like I’m waiting for that special someone to call. I thought it would be relaxing not worrying/waiting for a rejection. But turns out, it’s the opposite. As long as I have a story out there in consideration, there is hope.
That’s what probably spurred me on more than anything – missing that hope. I have three stories ready (I think) for public consumption and more ready to be written. I need to get them OUT THERE. So between yesterday and today, I’ve sent out two stories to two lit mags each.
I know that doesn’t sound like a lot, but those who submit stories or poems know how much work it takes to find just the right place to submit a particular piece to: does it seem like a good fit, are they open for submissions, do they charge a fee (I’ll pay if it’s $3 or less and I feel it’s worth it; most often I don’t)?
And some magazines still only accept printed and mailed submissions, bless their hearts. So I have to find enough postage.
I’ve flipped-flopped back and forth but have finally landed on yes, I’m putting together another collection of short stories. That has also brought my mojo back: the thought of a deadline.
Here is the table of contents (I’m writing it down for accountability) for the new collection. Title is TBD.
- American Gothic Getaway
- The Poles of Inaccessibility
- Not Dog People
- Sex Addict Rehab: Confidential
- The Uncluded
- The Best One-Armed Waiter in the West
- On the Occasion of Going to the Hospital to Meet a Baby
- Yorba Yorba
- The Gorge
- Worry Tank
- Apartment City
- The Milkbone Deposition
- The Epic Quality of the Ordinary (aka the Prague story)
- The Irrational Constant
- Salmon Creek
- The Lemon Lady
- Untitled Vegas Story
- Through the Side Door
- Always Late to Flowers