WORD Challenge = 15 pages edited/rewritten
Today I had “One of Those Days”. Last night, I opened Stolen and read a few chapters and thought it was terrible. Not the story, which I love, but my execution of it. Then I woke up and all day I thought, “My work sucks and I’ll never get published.”
An all-around crappy day.
Despite this, I exceeded my goal for the WORD Challenge out of simple dogged persistance. I refused to get up from my chair and walk away, I made myself muddle through even though I swore to myself that I was wasting my time. I think my mood comes from a combination of a head cold, lack of sleep, nerves from having so much of my work out there, and a natural fear that no editor or agent is ever going to want to buy or represent my work.
Tomorrow, hopefully, I’ll be feeling better. I was really, really bummed with my own attitude today. For the first time since I started writing, I actually acknowledged to myself that I may never be published. It was a sad realization. Now, not to think that I’m just pitying myself, I also acknowledged that there was a pretty good chance that I would get pubbed eventually. So, suffice it to say, I’m just a bit off .
A bit of brightness in an otherwise dreary day–I’m getting the hang of this left hand mouse business and my scoresheets came back from the Golden Opportunity. One of the judges gave me 249 out of 250
and looking at the final list of scores, I discovered that I had the highest total overall out of all of the entries.
Here’s to hoping that tomorrow is a better day!