One of the things known to hosts of successful blogs is that you must be consistent. I clearly have shirked that responsibility, and thus realize that I am not a successful host. But I intend to change that. Call it a resolution (a sure-fired way to ensure it will be broken). Good intentions abound.
Since last we visited much has transpired. I have had several more works accepted for publication—2013 closed out with eight pieces having found homes. Two more were completed, submitted, and await responses. I’ve already finished a new story, and today I messed with a silly piece called Customer Complaint, and worked on a story that I haven’t been able to get to congeal—it’ll happen.
On January 2, my creative non-fiction piece Stitching the Womb went live over at Hippocampus Magazine and generated an unexpected response. To date it has been shared on FB 229 times (and only two of those were me), it was tweeted four times, it’s even been pinned to Pinterest! The energy and emotional engagement of that piece has led me to an idea, more to come on that.
I have a piece, Writing for God, that I knew might not sit too well with some folks. But we must write what we are inspired to write, and I’m abandoning certain fears. I swallowed an even bigger fear when I submitted it to a spot I’ve long admired, Literary Orphans, and they accepted the piece--which is live as of today.
Since last we visited much has transpired. I have had several more works accepted for publication—2013 closed out with eight pieces having found homes. Two more were completed, submitted, and await responses. I’ve already finished a new story, and today I messed with a silly piece called Customer Complaint, and worked on a story that I haven’t been able to get to congeal—it’ll happen.
On January 2, my creative non-fiction piece Stitching the Womb went live over at Hippocampus Magazine and generated an unexpected response. To date it has been shared on FB 229 times (and only two of those were me), it was tweeted four times, it’s even been pinned to Pinterest! The energy and emotional engagement of that piece has led me to an idea, more to come on that.
I have a piece, Writing for God, that I knew might not sit too well with some folks. But we must write what we are inspired to write, and I’m abandoning certain fears. I swallowed an even bigger fear when I submitted it to a spot I’ve long admired, Literary Orphans, and they accepted the piece--which is live as of today.
I had some end of the year fun over at Drunk Monkeys writing some commentary for the Best of 2013 – Music (Atoms for Peace and David Bowie), as well as in the Best of 2013 – TV (Mad Men). You might enjoy those lists.
I’m feeling a certain energy carrying over and amplifying from 2013 … it’s heady, it’s addicting and I’m intending to swim in the current of it. This means, of course, that as with all moments in life, this may be fleeting, so my best advice is to always steep yourself in the flow with abandon. Even if it all feels stuck and defeating and inexplicably stymied, just find your lessons in the moment. They’re there.
I’m feeling a certain energy carrying over and amplifying from 2013 … it’s heady, it’s addicting and I’m intending to swim in the current of it. This means, of course, that as with all moments in life, this may be fleeting, so my best advice is to always steep yourself in the flow with abandon. Even if it all feels stuck and defeating and inexplicably stymied, just find your lessons in the moment. They’re there.
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