Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wringing Out the Old: in preparation for 2011
Don't ask me for what.
This end-of-year emptiness, however, is deceptive. I am writing--finishing up--making nice--one of my 2010 short stories. It's been a boon year for fiction writing for me and may 2011 be a boon year for fiction publishing. For me.
The boon was half earned, if boon's can be earned, before 1989. My mom had saved every story I'd written up until then. I have already written about this. I found the stash earlier this month and have already sent out (submitted) at least four of the Lost Stories of Sarah Sarai.
There are one or two more I'm going to take a look a tomorrow. Those may need some work. I'll have to decide if they are worth the effort.
This year I figured out a way, a sort of device so I could include family experiences in my fiction without plunging myself into pain or doubt, worry or grief. Maybe even looking back with joy? Nah! When at least one of the New Stories of Sarah Sarai is published, I'll explain more what the device is.
Have to go. No promises but I probably should write something tomorrow and Friday, shouldn't I, given the year is about to end. It was a hard one but a grand one.