Sunday, March 11, 2012

On My First Rejection Letter

Today I received my first short story rejection letter. I knew of someone else that had received theirs on Friday and I had been holding out hope that maybe, just maybe my story had made the cut. I discovered today that the rejection was actually sent to my husband's account (long story). I was discouraged for about five minutes but decided to set my attitude to "I WILL PERSEVERE!"

My friend and I have been working hard finding contests and  honing our writing skills. Yesterday we met up and each wrote a story  in 20ish minutes based on writing prompts and came up with some good stuff.

I have the feeling that this is going to be a long, hard road, but I've wanted to do this since I was in fifth that I think more about it, it was actually third grade. I wrote a story for a children's writing contest about a unicorn. I was obsessed with unicorns. I believe I placed in that contest...can't quite remember. I remember my friend, Reagan, and I writing stories based on our own adventures. The characters were Righteous Reagan and Courageous Christie. Not that I was. Courageous...that is. In 8th grade, we had a pretend 10 year class reunion and were to come dressed up as the profession we hoped to be in ten years from then. I donned a business-y type dress, glasses, had my hair in a bun, writing pad in hand. I was determined I would be a writer. 

But what happened? Something must have crushed my hopes way back when. I can't quite remember what. I just stopped writing. Sure, I would write quite lengthy notes to my best friends which, I might add, usually got me into trouble when discovered by parentals on one side or another. I am usually able to remember pretty much everything that has ever happened in my life from about three years old on. But I can't for the life of me remember why I stopped writing. I wish I hadn't. Perhaps I would be published by now. 

But everything in its own time...well in God's timing. I'm sure there is a reason why I've started again after all this time. I think I'm more confident in my writing than ever before. I have a good friend cheering me on, as well as others who have encouraged me to pursue it. And most importantly, I also have God who guides and directs me, whom I know has a purpose in all of this and in Him I trust 100%. Whatever is meant to be will happen. 

So...onto the next story!

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

So Many Options...

So I'm planning on submitting a story to a short-story writing contest and my mind is spinning at the many ways I can go with the stories I'm working on.

Story #1 involves a woman whose husband leaves her out in the middle of nowhere and she is being stalked by someone...or something. But where to go with it? I majorly copped out on the first draft, allowing the main character to be killed. But I actually want her to survive. But what is after her? Part of me wants it to be a crazy psychopathic killer...yet the other part wants her to be stalked by some unusual type of animal or something. And how will she escape? Or will it really be her husband stalking her through the woods? I almost want to write this five different ways!

Story #2 is about a bratty highschooler who is getting into all sorts of trouble, and has her friend's drug overdose heavy on her mind. She is into all sorts of sinful behavior. Will she repent and turn from her sinful ways? Will this be a story with some morals attached or just a fluffy read about her exploits and how she gets out of them?

I am overwhelmed with the freedom I have over these character's lives! Now just have to figure out what to do with them!