With much determination, I embarked upon a regime of aggressive, preventative medication this morning: Sudafed, Aleve, caffeine, and sugar. Results: a qualified success. No headache, hurray! But I did a lot of restless twitching at my desk, and the muscle tic under my left eye has returned. Time for the magnesium supplements.
Decided to re-read Ursula K. LeGuin’s Earthsea trilogy, prompted by all the shiny trailers of the mini-series coming up in December on the SciFi channel.
Managed 1000 new words on the fantasy. Rah! And I’m percolating an idea for another story. So far I’ve got a good setting, characters, and beginning, but I’m not sure where to go with it. Not sure if I should go ahead and start it on the hope that something will get jostled loose, or wait until a plot and theme coalesces. Ponder ponder. Also beginning to dwell on the science fiction story I set aside. Multi-tasking is me.
Did a Critters critique, which seems to be my default activity when I feel like I should be writing, but can’t seem to focus on putting words on the page anymore.
And finally received a response to my query to LCRW, over a month later. Quite frustrating and a trifle perplexing: “Sorry, I think this one was rejected. It’s not in our submission pile, so it must have gone back to you already.” They’re not sure they got it, but “think” they rejected it. That does not fill me with neon flashes of “oh boy, that was postage well spent!” Oh well, back out it goes.