Monday, July 25th, 2005 • 1 Comment on Deadlines Looming
It’s been a slow month, writing-wise. One rejection (I’m quite used to them by now, but this particular one stung more than usual), one sorta sale (made the first cut for an anthology, final cut to come next month, but I have reason to be more than a little hopeful). Very little actual writing for a variety of reasons, not the least of which being the amount of time spent reading for my Women Writers class. I’ve already mentioned my frustration lately with not writing—it truly is something that I must do in order to be happy. Like PMS, I don’t try to deny it any longer. I’m a bitch when I don’t write (no smart comments, please).
I have a bunch of deadlines looming and I’ve already resigned myself to the fact that I’m not going to make them all. Time to pick and choose—and see what I have ready or close-to-ready to submit. Ideally, I’d make every deadline and sell everything I write. Realistically… not so much. So, I weigh different factors to determine which projects will get my attention: do I have a personal relationship with the editor? Have they specifically requested I submit something? How much does it pay? Is it a publication that will bring me more recognition or garner some other intangible reward (a new connection, a different publisher, an exciting challenge)? Do I have something already written that could be edited or a good start on something that won’t take long to finish? Once I figure out my priorities, I make a list and work through it as quickly as possible. If I’m lucky, I might buy myself an extra week or two if I know the editor personally.
I’ll meet three or four of the seven (currently) deadlines I have for the next month. That’s not ideal, but it’s realistic. There will inevitably be a couple of things that cause me to adjust my goals—a last minute call for submissions that trumps the others or an idea that grabs me and must be written now, regardless of whether it will work for any of my current deadlines. Writing is a craft and a business and it’s often difficult to maintain that delicate balance.
The wrench in the works is that fact that I’m getting more and more restless to work on a novel. Maybe next month…