There is Only One Goal

Each writer has their own goals, set using different variables.  How fast we write.  How fast we edit.  When we need to have something done by.  What's going on in our lives.  etc.  But there's one goal that every writer has: To be able to call themselves an author.

There is a difference, of course, between a writer and an author.  While you have to be to a writer in order to be an author, the same is not true for the other way around.  You see, writers are people who write, but have yet to be published.  Authors are people who write and have had a piece of work published.

I'm a writer.

My friend Eric A. Satchwill, however, is an author.

This momentous occasion occurred today!  He wrote a short story and submitted it to an anthology.  One yes, a couple blog posts, and some publishing later, and he finds himself with the brand spanking new title of Author.  Shiny, right?

Of course, there may have been some small amount (or huge mountains full of) jealousy on my part, but I still couldn't be happier for him.  He has achieved the first step in making it in the world of writing.  He's gotten published, and -- for today at least -- he can sit back, look at that short story and think that he has achieved something.  He's accomplished his goal.

Just like the rest of us, though, his journey isn't going to stop there.  Let's face it, I doubt there is a single author out there that got their first book/short story/poem published and thought 'yep, that's it.  My life goal.  I'm done!' No.  We always have more dreams, more goals, more accomplishments to push toward.

His is the novel he's been working on for the past two years Fallen Things.  As someone whose a part of his critique group, I can tell you that it's great, and one day it's going to be out there on the shelf ready to be purchased.

And me?  Well, we all know that I have a short story out for submission (50 days and counting...hoping to NOT get a response, because they're saying that an early response is not generally a good thing).  And, of course, there's Pandora, which I'm currently editing.  It's going well, for once.  I think that may be because I got most of the issues ironed out in the first go around.

One day soon I'm going to join Eric in the ranks of published author.  I'll have that shiny new title (may even make a name plate that says so...just for the hell of it) and I'll be ready to jump in to the work of authors and make my mark (I'll probably use a red pen...)

How close are you to getting your shiny new title?  Do you already have it?  What are you working on hoping to get published??

Pushing That Button

I started at my screen, my breath coming in short gasps, and my heart beating rapidly in my chest.  I had just spent hours getting ready for this moment, and I was going to blow it.  I was going to chicken out and not press the button.

Wondering what I'm talking about?

Two nights ago, I decided that the story that was sitting on my computer doing absolutely nothing (a short story entitled Blood Mask) needed to be put out there.

So I opened the already edited story, and sat down to figure where I was going to submit it.  The truth of the matter is that it's not as easy as it sounds to find a place where your story fits.  I went through a lot of publishers, rejecting for various reasons.  From the fact that some of them seem to think that 'dark fantasy' automatically means 'horror' (ie. Please only send us work that will make us unable to sleep at night.) to magazines that get published so frequently I wondered how any of their authors could truly be featured.

Now, I'm not saying that any of these publishers are bad.  The opposite, I'm certain, is true.  The plain truth, however, is that this is my baby.  It might not be a novel that I've spent years of my life working on, but it's still something that I've poured myself in to.  Every single story I write has more of myself in it than I want.  If I'm going to put it out there, I want it to be to the publisher that I feel comfortable with.  I want the best things for it.

So, I spent most of my night sorting through publishers and formats.  I had pretty much given up hope, and I ended up deciding to make my search just a little bit less refined.  I decided to allow the search engine to show me publishers that aren't open to submissions.

This may seem counter productive to you.  It's entirely possible that I wasn't thinking clearly, my head clouded with thoughts of how I was never going to get this story published, but whatever the case, it worked.

I came across a publishing house based right here in Calgary.  The entry in duotrope was actually for Tesseracts Sixteen (which is an anthology), which was closed to submissions.  But I went to the website, because, I'll admit, I was enthralled with the concept.  I was sad that I wasn't going to be able to try and get my story in to this anthology.

Crazy thing, though, when I went to that website, lo and behold, Tesseracts Seventeen was being displayed as accepting submissions.

It was crazy!  The very thing I wanted, and there it was, open for me to try for.

So I did!

After a couple more hours with me pulling my hair out trying to get this submission up to the standards they were asking for.  (My open office REALLY didn't want to format anything.  I'm not kidding you.  I would format it exactly the way I wanted, close it, open it to double check because I'm just paranoid like that, it was back to the way it was before...kill me...) I got the email set up, the story attached, and had my mouse hovering over the send button.

And that's where you came in.

For the record, I didn't stare at the button for too long.  I think it was about half and hour.  That's not too bad, is it?

A friend on twitter managed to convince me that I had to actually hit the button, so I did.  After which I had a complete freak out which lasted a couple of minutes after I talked myself down, reminding myself that there really wasn't any way to get it back, and now I was just going to have to sit back and wait to see what happens.

So, now I have a story out there in submissionland, certain that I'm going to get rejected, and not so sure I'm upset about that.  After all, a rejection is still someone who has read my work.  Maybe it just doesn't fit with their anthology, and maybe it just wasn't their style.  Whatever, my work is officially out there in the world!  It's getting read by people who don't know me or anything about me.  It's getting judged by only it's worthiness as a piece of fiction, and I can't wait to see what comes of it.

No more pounding heart, no more shallow breaths.  At least, not until the email comes from them that tells me my fate.

Have you submitted anything lately?  What was your reaction?