The terror of Reality

So… I did contact a local paper about writing for them.  And they wrote back to me, saying, yes, we’d love for you to submit something, and these are the formats and lengths to which you can submit.

Presently packing my pants now as to whether,

a) I have the balls

b) I have something to say

c) I have a brain in my head that will allow me to put those two things into a publishable article, letter, feature (!) or the like.

But.  How else am I going to get a folio of work if I don’t keep on submitting?  Last year I submitted 8 things and was published 3 times, and one of those times I was actually invited to resubmit.

How can it be that the terror strikes afresh?

In other news, there’s a short story competition that I want to enter, but I have to write something new first.  I do have a vague idea for a story.  The deadline is 31st May, as is the deadline for the local paper.

Time to get cracking.  And whip that terror into a corner too…

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About talesbytink

I've lived various lives in various places but have been a writer at heart the whole time. The experiences of being other things in other lands and times can only make my writing richer. I have no regrets about the road travelled. There are no shortcuts to any place worth going.
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