I
really didn’t mean to be gone so long, but the new day job ate me up and spit
me out. I’ve been slowly coming up for air – nudging a few stories to see if
they were still alive but mostly hiding under the blankets conserving my
energies for the next day of work.
Then
I got a huge dose of adrenalin.
An
erotic fantasy short I wrote several months ago was accepted for publication. There
are still hoops to jump so I won’t say any more until everything is signed,
sealed, and a publication date on the horizon. It was the first new story I’d
written with all my newly gained macro and micro story structure.
Thank
you Larry Brooks and Randy Ingermansom, my wonderful critique partner and my 11th
hour editor!!!
Of
course I woke up this morning crazily motivated – and succeeded in doing more
damage to my person than writing (thank god the knife was dull and slid around
the tougher tissue of the vein – really didn’t think I could inflict so much
bodily harm while loading the dishwasher) but the darkness is past and I’m
here, ass in chair, writing.
Mostly
writing thank yous to all the people who have helped me over the past several
months stay sane, and making the first unsteady steps on my next project.
I
truly believe – “Writers Write”
Funny
the things that can get in the way of that even when you know the best thing
for moving forward is simply getting your ass in the chair. I used to be good
at getting my ass in my chair, but then there were health issues – I wrote
through several years of them but I wasn’t writing well – then the wrong job –
then the right job with a rather steep learning curve – and here we are.
Gotta
get back to the new project, ass firmly back in chair.
Licks!
Emma
