I’m headed out shortly to go the Coast for two Dean Wesley Smith workshops. First is a novel workshop, the second a short story one. I’d be lying through my teeth if I said I wasn’t totally nervous, but hey, worst that can happen is … wait… let’s not think about that. *grin*
I imagine in reality I’ll just learn a ton, and at the end of the novel workshop at least I’ll have my novel wending its way to the desks of editors, ready for the cold harsh evil world. And I’ll get to meet a lot of interesting people.
In other news, I’m back in nail biting territory on a couple of submissions. Having a nice spreadsheet that tracks what is where and how long each rejection took etc is very nice. Having all this information so that I know when a market is behaving differently from the 5-10 times previous that I submitted? Not as nice. Right now two, yes two, markets have held stories far longer than they usually do. And a third is right at the query point, which they’ve done to me before (last time I got a very nice, detailed rejection on the day I was going to query). So either somehow all three stories were lost in transit (I know that at least one wasn’t because of the email auto-reply), or they are all maybe getting real consideration. Yeah, yeah. I know I shouldn’t even be thinking about it or trying to dissect what it all ‘means’ because it probably doesn’t mean anything. But I can’t help getting anxious. Le sigh.
I’ll take notes and hopefully have something more interesting to say after the workshops.