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So what's the story with my writing?

It's been some time since I wrote about my writing (yes, that does sound odd), and I wanted to give everyone an update.

I realized that in the last post referencing my writing Are you brave?, I didn't actually admit that I was working on an article to submit to a magazine (example of me being not brave). Well, I finished the article, submitted it and was rejected forthwith. Unsurprisingly, the comment back was while "good" it wasn't appropriate for the readership of the magazine I'd selected. I re-wrote the article, re-submitted it and haven't heard back. I'd planned to follow-up in two weeks which turned into three then four. The truth is, once I had written the piece, it wasn't urgent anymore and I lost interest in it. Who knows, it might make an appearance on this blog at some point in the future. In the meantime I am working on a submission (1,500 words or less) to the Writer's Digest annual competition.

Sad to admit, but what I am lacking in talent I am attempting to make up for in effort. I have been labouring at this for some time now, but I will get something I consider submission-worthy! I am not expecting to be selected for any award, but my goal is to have something that I feel good about, that I have refined until it is the best I can make it, and then just hope "my best" keeps improving.

My fan club of 1 (thanks hubby!), claims that my later blog posts are better than the initial ones, for that I am grateful - I think so too. I'd like to think there's hope for me, but as yet, I haven't committed to the one thing that every writer says you must do - write every day.

But suppose I do write every day and then it just doesn't get any better, what then?

Comments

Unknown said…
Knowing you, it will get better so just keep writing. I am actaully impressed with the amount of writing that i see on your blog. While i enjoy writing to some degree (a very small degree) I don't have the discipline, skill or desire to write. You have all - so keep doing it.
Austin Trini said…
Thank you for the support Kevin! I plan to inch up my discipline dial and maybe do more than post a blog!
Savi said…
Best of luck with this, Sally. I think your blog posts are way better that a lot of stuff that gets published in magazines and newspapers. Your writing shows a lot of humour, sensitivity and self-awareness, and I think lots of readers would warm to it and see their own lifes reflected. Don't stop trying!
Austin Trini said…
Thank you all for the kind words, I guess I have to take back my "fan club of 1" comment and also give a shout out to my 8 followers!!

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