Okay, I’m a bit tipsy–two beers on top of Sudafed and a completely empty stomach. I mean, who needs food? And since I’ve had NO exercise for two full days…
Blogging is what has kept me sane. One, it’s writing, which is one of the reasons I am able to present as a fairly normal human being. Two, you guys are part of my tribe, my support group. And even if a lot of these conference people are snobby and cliquey (is that a f***ing word? Sorry, Mom), I still have you…plus some very cool folks I’ve met who are going to be reading Edgy Mama soon and realizing that I am a force to be reckoned with…or something.
So, there’s this writer here, whom I’ve never even heard of, dammit, who runs these workshops in Fresno and on-line. A bunch of the conferencees are students of hers, and it is a cliquey group (except for Ryan, who tried to pull me in AND who bought me a beer–so even though you disappeared, Ryan, I’m not sending my guys after you, because, ummmmm, Neil, even though he’s a funny Jewish writer with cute glasses, would drive up from LA and kick your butt if I asked).
Anyway, I learned a lot today. Like I need to rewrite my entire novel as a Young Adult novel. And Suzuki needs to be Latina. And I have only a 2% chance of being published. And even then, I may have to pay for my own publicity. And fantasy/science fiction are nearly impossible markets to break into. And, sorry, Stephen King, but horror is dead. Whatever, y’all.
So, Ash and I (and whomever else is interested) are going to start a flash fiction blog. It’s going to be sexy and innovative and, of course, edgy.
And, o, my friends, I will be in the promised land of Yosemite National Park tomorrow. And Chad, I would LOVE to read your short story. And I will make it as a writer, somehow, someway, even if I don’t make any money. I will follow my passion.
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The odds of a writer becoming fabulously wealthy are just about nil.
Follow your passion ALWAYS! YYou are a gifted writer EM! Don’t ever (EVAAAHHHH) let anyone tell you any different.
(can you make me into a Latina also? Just for comment posting purposes? call me Chica de Suenos! It has a little flavah!)
Start OVER? 2 percent? Boy howdy, you are DRIVEN. Good luck, Mama.
Never give up.
Yes, and make sure that, in the scene where the main character is supposed to wake up in a dumpster and question his life, he instead grabs a bazooka and blows the shit out of things.
Really sells.
(I ripped that off, I’m not quite THAT creative on a Monday morning)
You will make it as a writer?? You ARE a writer. A fine writer. That you’re not getting paid for it is a whole different ballgame. I know several very fine musicians who essentially don’t get paid for their art. It’s a sad state of affairs but I’m glad you’re here for me to read. Hope you’re enjoying Yosemite!
Those RUDE people. They must have really felt like outcasts in junior high to act that way as adults! You’re very wonderful and much better than those jerks. And you know that Suzuki could only be Asian - and if they had any idea what was going on in Hollywood, they would have a clue that Asian women are the way to go nowadays.
I’ll email it to you tomorrow. After I finish the touch ups. Enjoy the park.
You know I would! (or at least ask some actor friends to go in my place)