Though it seems as though it is happening very quickly, due perhaps to an overdose of short story reading, or maybe it has taken these five serious years of learning to write well, and maybe the lifetime behind it, but I feel myself getting sick and tired of it all.
I’m going to stop here and come back to this. For some reason it just seemed important to get that written down. I have just closed the book on another Glimmertrain issue, read some ongoing discussions on publishing and reading on various weblogs, and I’m growing weary of struggling. And that’s both in reading and in writing.
I need a few hours to think things through.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology