Oof. Publishing karma giveth, and it smacketh me on the head.
26-day "enjoyed it but . . ." from Aeon with invite to submit again. Fooie. All the cool kids are getting published in Aeon; I wanna get published there too! *whine*
90-day pass from the McElderberry imprint of Simon & Schuster on my middle-grade novel. The novel rejects are hitting me harder and harder. The editor had nice things to say, but a "no" is feeling pretty much like a thwack in the gut, regardless of how nicely it's phrased. Where did I put my skin thickener?
There's still another week for this batch up at Critters and I am totally inundated by crits. I am very, very behind on my thank you notes, and I'm ready for the flood of feedback to stop so I can finish my rewrite. Gleep. An embarrassment of riches. But, on an up note, it's been extremely well received.
New Words: 900
Short story ground to "the end," and I'm supremely dissatisfied with it. It didn't go where I thought it was going to, and for a dark tale of obsession, it's downright subdued. Not to mention my speculative element fizzled into virtual non-existence. It's coming in at 3K, so I've got plenty of room to grow it, but I've been spinning my wheels. I think it needs a really pivotal scene that it's currently missing, but I don't know what that scene might be. Matthew first readered it and his main comment was: "Err, what were you trying to do with this one?" Which pretty much confirms that it's unfocused and I lost control of it in there . . . somewhere. So frustrating! Bad story. No biscuit.
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