Week of May 20-26 (belated)

[mrissa]

Two rejections. In retrospect, it looks very like a week. Yep.

And this looks very like a morning, with the baking and the laundry and the unpacking and so on. Soon I will decide there's enough housework done and will let myself work on the book some more. I'm looking forward to that.

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[chang3002.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you. You're reminding me I have to re-tool my short story and mail it off so I can get rejected and or kicked in the yadels by the last of the big three SF mags. Groan... Maybe after lunch or yoga, whichever comes first.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

For good or ill, I tend to regard revisions as writing work but submissions as housework. I don't know why. I think because my brain has decided that once the stories are revised, having them sitting around unsubmitted makes them "clutter."

On the up side, this does mean I tend to deal with submitting things pretty promptly, because I dislike clutter.

[redbird]

A week in which I met you, which is a point in its favor from my viewpoint, certainly.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Silly Victory of Roses. That's this week. The rejection report is last week.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

But the sentiment is still much appreciated, and reciprocated.

[redbird]

Roses aren't always good at timebinding.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

And the best kind of victories, even less so.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Beginning of short story labeled for you in my "story starter" file:

Roses aren't always good at timebinding. The thorns make their own eternities, and a rose stripped of thorns is an imprisoned thing, and like all prisoners dangerous.

Adi would a million times rather have used lilacs, but the lilacs had gone out of season two weeks ago, taking their scent with them, and she was running out of time. That was always the way of it with timebinding: you thought of it just when you were short of it.

[redbird]

*smile*

I would like to read that when it's done.

I am extremely fond of lilacs as well, and they are just out of season now.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

It's now 400 words long, called "Thorn Time." I have no idea when I will finish it, could be today or could be years from now.