Among other things, this weekend I took a stab at writing Flash Fiction, i.e., very short fiction, for the very first time. I came across this contest on Facebook, where the prize for writing a story in 250 words is $250.
It’s not the money that persuaded me to try it. It was the photo– as soon as I saw it, I had the story in my head. I wrote it on Sunday, and revised it yesterday. The contest doesn’t open for a few more days, so I suppose I’ll revise it some more. Still, whether it’s good or not, I feel rejuvenated for simply taking a risk, and trying a new kind of writing.
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I have a love/hate relationship with email when I’m enduring the querying process. (Yes, endure is the right word.) I love the fact that I live in a day and age where I can shoot off a query quickly and relatively painlessly, and yet, I dread the return emails from agents who have my full manuscript, because an email from an agent who has a full manuscript is a rejection.
If you want to get book pregnant—there is no delicate way to put this—you have to DO IT. You know . . . query agents (what did you think I meant?).
Not a romantic task, granted. Query letter composition is unlikely to leave one creatively satiated in the way that writing an 80,000 word novel will. To torture the sexual innuendo a little further—writing a query is a highly technical and clinical business, like the type of fertility-driven sex that has people taking their temperatures, or leaving specimens in cups.
It’s enough to put a would-be-pregnant author out of the writing mood.
Yep. That sounds just about right.
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I’ve done NaNoWriMo twice before but I’ve never made it past the first week. I don’t think I even bothered trying last year (I was in the midst of revising Secrets of the Sari Chest). But I’m thinking about taking another stab at it this year for Finding Om. I’d need to do do some more research first, but I shouldn’t have any problems finishing most of the research by November 1.
November is such a crazy time to try to write an entire novel. But I wonder whether I’m a crazy enough writer to try it.