The trees must be frustrated these days. They're trying to talk, but I've been too busy to listen. With a new position (resulting from a pending merger), which promises busier weekdays (thank God), and the weekly drives back and forth between Lubbock and Hereford, which means my weekends are totally tied-up to with time sliced out for family, my writing life has suffered over the last three weeks. Though I have still found time to submit one story to Crimespree Magazine, re-submit another story that was previously rejected, and start a third story, my writing productivity has been reduced to a dribble from the spigot.
My reading life has slowed down as well. What would normally take one to two weeks, now takes three to four. My current reading--Pride and Prejudice--is going on week three, and I'm only two-thirds of the way through.
Oh well, perseverance is a word most writers are intimate with, and I will do as much as I can. Maybe, I'll even finish that third story this week.
Monday, August 11, 2008
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Welcome back. And remember - life is fodder. This too shall pass. Peace, Linda
ReplyDeleteHang in there, Stephen. You'll be back writing before you know it.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind thoughts, ladies. You are good friends.
ReplyDeleteThis has been a good week since my latest posting. I'll publish the details as soon as I can.