Halfway Mark...is Time really that fluid?

Cross-posted elsewhere:

So, our June issue was delivered to the neighborhood on Friday morning.



We're constantly working a month ahead. A couple of the editors have two calendars by their desks - one for the current month and one for the next month. So, I'm used to thinking a month ahead for things, but suddenly now it feels like we've gone from January to June in the space of just a few heartbeats. How did it get to be the middle of the year so fast? Where did the time go? It just seems to keep marching along, paying no-nevermind to the rest of us.

It doesn't help that I have what a friend of mine calls a case of the ADOS's - or Attention Deficit OH SHINYs. I sit down to work on a story and end up doing a crossword or surfing tribe or Facebook. Yesterday we had our writers club meeting and Will, our president, pointed out that June marks the four year mark for our little club. FOUR YEARS. And we're already planning for what we're going to be doing in September (hopefully getting a table at the West Hollywood Bookfair - come by and visit us!).

So, on the one hand, I'm appalled at the time that flies by and how much I haven't achieved yet. Then, I have to remember basically what I posted last month, that eventually time goes by and milestones seem to just happen. And before you know it, things do get done after all.

Maybe Time is more fluid than I think.

Checking in, catching up and all that ...

Typical crossposting of the ways to make sure everyone gets sorta the same news.

1) If you're in the mood for some fantasy erotica, I have a short story up on Lucrezia. I submitted it quite a while ago, and after looking at it, I wish I'd gone through it one more time. And though I thought I had formatted it correctly for them, it still looks odd. But, it's there if you like: “A Summer Pastoral” . Friend of mine reminded me that Imbolc is over, Ostara is here, and Beltane is coming, so this might work for you if you're in the spring kinda mood.

2) I took a trip with my friend, Leigh, to the Women’s Expo in Ventura. Though the expo itself was a little underwhelming, my time with Leigh at the expo was great. We hung out in the Book Corner put up by Bank of Books, an independent bookstore in Ventura, California, where Leigh signed some books. We also had some cool conversation with fellow writers. The coolest thing, though, was the Cups of Courage art installation in the main area, that was there to support breast cancer awareness. You can read more about the day and see pictures of some of the cool decorated bras here on Leigh’s blog.

3) Got a nice “No, Thank you” on a little horror unrequited love story I wrote. It’s been turned down several times and each time I take another look at it and try to revise it. And each time I get the, “love the quality of your writing, but we are passing up your story at this time.” So, I’m obviously the only one enchanted by the story and concept. Considering shelving it for a while. Maybe I should I lengthen it sometime. Maybe it’s just the beginning of a story. I don’t know.

4) There's another short story in the publication process. Not sure when it will be out definitely. But, as it was a Christmas story that was supposed to be out in December, I'm not in a hurry anymore myself. We got eight months before it can be considered timely, again.



5) Still haven't received my issues of the March 2009 issue of Aoife’s Kiss where you can read my short story, The Lullabye. As soon as I receive my copies, I’ll be posting a blog contest for a signed issue.

6) Finally,

Life in the freelance world has dried up like Joshua Tree in August.

(Above is my mom and sister in Joshua Tree in APRIL 2002, but you get the idea.)

Anyway, last week I said that it’s a good thing I work at the Larchmont Chronicle, because that’s about the only thing going right now. What's funny is my normal freelance sources of income have dried up, but other sources are popping up out of nowhere. Literally. Springing up out of the woodwork and I'm not sure where they've gotten my name from. So, I'm very thankful for everything. In fact, I'm finding myself frequently saying, "Thank you, God, everything," and leaving it at that.