Feast of Epiphany

[mrissa]

I haven't had any epiphanies, just some good solid work on this story. ("Carter Hall Lights the Lamp," I mean.) I'm not going to finish it tonight, but that's okay: I know where it's got to go yet, and it's going there pretty quickly, probably less than a thousand words. And I'm having good fun with it, and I'm pretty sure I can finish it Monday.

I have been in a suppressed panic about the number of short stories I have in circulation -- by my standards extremely low -- but I've been picking and pecking away at several for quite some time, and they feel like they'll be falling in a tidy-looking little row. (Tidy-looking from the outside.) Of course, about the time I say that, I'll be going like crazy on novel stuff instead. That'll be all right, too. I can do both. That'd be good.

Comments

[skzbrust.livejournal.com]

I think the Feast of Epiphany ought to be redefined. It should be an occasion on which the friends, relations, and lovers of writers treat their particular writer to a large, sumptuous feast to encourage inspiration. This should be accompanied by reading of rave reviews (which can be created for the occasion as necessary), fan mail (ditto), and seriously inflated sales figures.

I don't see a downside to this.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Especially if they are the kind of friends, relations, and loved ones who have the weird bits of conversation that make writers go, "Ah," in quiet, dangerous tones.

[skzbrust.livejournal.com]

Those are the best!

[callunav.livejournal.com]

Skimming, I misread your subject heading as "Fear of Epiphanies," which I now want someone to write.