Bemusement

[wyld_dandelyon]

So, last night I posted that there was a poem that I found out was accepted for publication basically as it appeared online, published.

This morning, before getting the girl from the train station (she had been visiting Chicago relatives again) and taking her to a meeting off in the land of confusing road signs, it happened again!

My poem, The Chatter of a White Scaly-Gull is published in the premier issue of With Painted Words, at www.withpaintedwords.com

The premise of this publisher is that they request submissions each month of no more than 1000 words, to match a particular piece of artwork.  The artwork is very nice, and I'm definitely jealous of the artist's phone, which was the media of creation! 

This first time they ran it as a contest--of the stories and poems they published, the artist will pick his favorite, and that person will get a print of the art. 

They have next month's piece of art up on their website, for those inclined to poetry and flash- or micro-fiction.  (They define flash as 1000 or fewer words, micro as 500 or fewer.)

I took a notebook to the kid's meeting, intending to do some NaNo drafting, and instead found my brain providing me with the bones of a story whose deadline was today (well, here-time, now technically yesterday), and which I'd resigned myself to the conclusion that I just wouldn't have time for. 

After dropping the kid off at her Dad's place (she now has a room at both places, giving her two homes in this city, in addition to a permanent welcome at three different homes in Chicago), I found one last late farmer's market that had cooking pumpkins, and bought some for My Angel, who has spent the last week complaining that Libby's bought all the cooking pumpkins that would normally go to the big grocery stores.  I also bought some other veggies.  And took a few pictures, though sadly I missed the moon while it was near enough to the horizon to have made a good picture.  (The kid would have taken a picture for me while I drove, but the phone was in my pocket, and we lost the spectacular view by the time I got it into her hands.)

So, when I got home and had eaten dinner and tended pets, I wrote and rewrote the short story, proofread it, and sent it off. 

So, now, here I sit, trying to convince my brain it's past time to be writing a novel, already!

Comments

[xjenavivex.livejournal.com]

Congrats on the placements. Good luck on the submission.

[quill-quirks.livejournal.com]

I tried to go over to WithPaintedwords.com and I saw the title of your story but the link did not work for me.:(

[quill-quirks.livejournal.com]

Wait, wait, got it to work. Wow, really neat piece...fleshy eyes and all. Again, bravo on getting published! *applause*

[wyld-dandelyon.livejournal.com]

Thank you, and thank you. :-D

[wyld-dandelyon.livejournal.com]

Yeah, the exact place you have to click isn't intuitively obvious; the usual cues are missing. You have to click on text that is muted instead of highlighted, and isn't underlined.

Thanks for stopping by to take a look! I'm glad you liked it.

I like both these icons, by the way.

[red-trillium.livejournal.com]

Conagratulations on the poems being published! It's great that you are getting your work out to a wider audience :) I liked your poem :)

[wyld-dandelyon.livejournal.com]

Thanks for hopping over to read it!

Have you had a chance to go over to Crossed Genres and read DEMM Wizard?

[red-trillium.livejournal.com]

Not yet :*( Sorry. My later hours at work are taking a toll. I don't necessarily work longer hours but being away from home because I'm working later and then having to get the train means I don't get home until about an hour later than I used to, and then turn around and have to make dinner and do the odd chore. :( Less time for reading and commenting and less time for my photos and stuff. So on the weekends I try to catch up with everything and start feeling overwhelmed. And gardening season is here so I'll be away from the computer more. :*( So if I don't comment on an entry or story it doesn't mean I don't love you!!!! (of course you know that I'm sure but just need to be sure you know!)

[wyld-dandelyon.livejournal.com]

Oh, stop it!!! I like your smiles better.

Although I do hope to eventually hear what you thought of it, I can be patient.

Live your life and enjoy! Being overwhelmed doesn't help the enjoying things part of life.