I’ve taken the better part of the day to mull over my thoughts on this morning’s list.
I didn’t make the cut.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized I was a complex mixture of disappointed, unsurprised, and relieved. In my mind, I made it about as far as I expected/hoped to go. The feedback was fairly positive overall, even my final review. Sure, I’ll wonder why I didn’t make it and why others did. That’s human nature, but really… it doesn’t matter. It was a lesson that gave me nothing to lose.
There is no negative outcome for this, which is the great part. I made it far enough to get some decent feedback, and I didn’t have to pay a cent. Complete strangers told me what my close friends had been trying to get me to believe all along. And I won’t lie, it felt good.
Maybe I was a lucky one, even in losing. I saw some of the reviews that came in… there was some tough loved dished out here and there. I had my critiques, but they weren’t unfounded.
Well… except for the one that said I had a foul mouth. *mwah*
Within 10 minutes of getting the news, I was letting my dear photographer Shane know to put the new book cover on the top of his to-do list. Problem is, I’m too much of a designer and I have a vision for this production. Sure it would have been great to be published, but I have ideas… bigger than just pages and pages of text. I’m not sure I would have taken well to middle management telling me ‘Oh yeah, that’s sweet that you have cover art all worked out, but this is what you’re getting.’ Not for this one, the next one maybe, but not this one.
This one is mine.
April 16, 2013 | Categories: Blog | Tags: abna 2013, amazon, author, blog, book, book competition, novel, paper, perserverence, publishing, writer, writing | 2 Comments
I’m not sure how many notebooks and files I have going at any one given moment, but there are a lot. Half baked ideas, works in progress, bits and pieces of future stories left to germinate between the pages until I can get back to them. Not everything has to be a novel, and that’s ok.
For years, poetry was my thing. When I was in the mood, I could sit down and churn out 5 to 10 poems in a row, as fast as I could write, on a variety of topics. This was in the ‘old’ days. The days when you carried a journal, or a at least a pen, picking up bits of scrap paper, receipts, napkins, whatever was handy when inspiration struck. Even with electronic storage at my fingertips, I still do that a lot of the time. Every so often I have to empty out my purse and jacket pockets and carefully sort through all the scraps of paper, to make sure I’m not losing a future punchline or writing prompt. It’s not pretty.
In an effort to contain and sustain this habit, I will soon be launching (read as: once I beat the formatting into submission) Katherine’s Serials. The intention is to provide an outlet for the less than novel length creations that storm their way out of my mind, demanding attention.
They can’t wait to meet you.
March 27, 2013 | Categories: Blog, Serials | Tags: paper, poetry, stories, writing | Leave a comment