I was going to pen this rambling, meditative post on “reinventing oneself” but as it turns out, I’m too busy to give the topic the attention it needs. In a nutshell, I’ve been lurching and flailing through some fairly meaningless self-indulgent introspection and dwelling on what to do about it. Maybe I can go more in-depth into the subject tomorrow.
Anyone who knows me personally, it’s nothing to fret or freak about. No major life changes or anything, and mostly to do with my writing. And undoubtedly nothing major there either. Just your everyday angst and agitation.
Writing Stuff
Received:
– 8-hours to a SALE of my nonfiction article “When the guidelines say ‘for children 7 to 12’: An overview of children’s developmental reading stages from a writerly perspective” to Writing-World.com.
This was the article I queried, pitched, and subsequently wrote over the weekend. Plus the editor wants to see the other article I pitched to her, and she pays on acceptance! So yeah-for-sure the contract’s going out in the mail tomorrow. After all the research I did for that mongo freelance gig a few weeks back, I was pretty primed to write this. Using my Psych. degree makes for a happy Eugie. A huge thanks go out to basletum for bringing this publication to my attention! 
– Email from the editor of GrendelSong that “The Goddess Queen’s Battlefield” is going to be in issue #2 not #3. Sooner publication, rah.
– 175-days YFOP from RoF, alas.
– At long last, the notes from the editor asking me to turn my middle-grade novel into a picture book. *gulp* Much sleeve rolling up to commence.
New Words/Editing:
– 500 on “When the guidelines say ‘for children 7 to 12′” and several editing passes and reference checks. Obviously, the fork’s stuck quivering up to the hilt in this one.
500/day
27
I keep staring at my open Word file, at the blank line after my thesis title, and freeze up. It’s amazing to me what people like you can do with words….
Eh, I’ve had my share of stare-at-blank-screen-and-despair days, although less so much with nonfiction. For me, writing nonfiction is like washing dishes–something that just needs buckling down and doing to accomplish–whereas writing fiction is like washing dishes while juggling hamsters: more fun, but that much harder.
Yea verily, Much blushing doth now commenceth.
*hugs* Mwaaa.
Congrats on the writing-world.com sale. I’ve liked working with Moira since she was editor over at the defunct Inkspot and Global Writer’s Ink.
Good luck with the middle-grade=>picture book.
Thanks and thanks! Yeah, I’ve found Moira to be really fantastic to work with. I’m hoping to be able to conduct more business with her in the not-to-distant future.
Whee! 8-hour acceptance is super cool.
And yay on getting the green light on the picture book project.
Flappity Snooch *squee*!
Well, good luck with your angst anyway 🙂
An 8-hour sale is like a world record.
And it’s nice the editor finally got back to you on that novel. Good luck on the rewrite.
Unrelated PS: I finally tracked down the camera, and I’ve got pretty pictures of Paris on my blog (and of my messy flat) if you’re interested in vising the city vicariously (well, not the whole city, just the area where I live).
Yay for vicarious Paris (and cluttered work area) pix!
You know, I’ve been scrolling through your comments and looking at your various icons and you are so dang adorable, Eugie. You don’t need “reinventing”. Brilliant, sweet, funny, how does one improve on that…
You = art personified
Damn, do I sound like a stalker or what! I swear I’m not.