Rejected again last night, and I didn't cry over it. I'm too busy with these other freelance distractions to cry, or feel sorry for myself for a long extended period of time, as would be my usual, and so maybe it's for the best that I am doing this, not a spare second to put … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: April 2006
Do You Ever?
Do other writers play this game? It's a game I used to like to play — and one I still play, but with hesitation, because it can hurt — involves standing before the shelf that might be yours someday. Standing at your spot in a library or, like today, a bookstore. To look at your … Continue reading
Daily Interrogation
Every day when I get home from work or from writing, E and I have the same conversation: N: Hi, honey. Was there . . . um . . . any bad mail? E: No. N: You didn't look me in the eyes when I asked. There was bad mail, wasn't there? Tell me if … Continue reading
When I Give Up
When I give up, we’ll leave the country and move someplace warm where we only know a few words of the language to get by. I’ll name myself something ironic, and by then it will suit me. I’ll stop wearing shoes. I’ll start drinking again; I’ll drink like I never did, maybe tequila. I’ll sleep … Continue reading
The Good Old Days
I’m about calf-deep in the freelance book due May 1 and after a break for lunch and more caffeine in the hopes that I can slog on in up to my knees, I see another writer typing madly away at her laptop. She has that fire where you can’t see anything or anyone around you. … Continue reading
Should I Read?
Reasons for reading aloud an excerpt of my short story in front of strangers and maybe some people who know me, not being sure which is worse, and combatting a probable anxiety disorder that runs unchecked without meds because meds would be admitting defeat: 1) I like reading aloud from my short stories. Mostly to … Continue reading
I Have Lost an Entire Hour of My Life
I hate Daylight Savings. Continue reading
