It's particularly rewarding to start working on the islands section 'fresh.' On previous edits I worked from beginning to end fairly non-stop. So by the time I got to the island, I was already fatigued from the long editing sessions. I'm not fatigued this time.
I also sent off a short story to be critiqued by INK. Depending on what they say, I'll make some changes, polish it up, and probably bounce it off of the Lucky Labs before shipping it out. It may be one of those stories that either works or doesn't, though. There are certainly going to be rough spots in the prose and I probably didn't go far enough with the environmental descriptions, and that's fine. What won't be fine is if the story isn't effective. It's short and a buttony kind of subject and if I didn't do a good job of addressing it, it may just have to be tossed. There's no aspect of the story I can 'save' if the heart of it doesn't work.
That's a different kind of story for me. I'm not sure if it's because I picked a controversial subject or the fact that it's very bare bones--two scenes, short on the word count, and a simple conflict. I won't go into what I think is its main weak point. I'll let my readers get back to me on it. But I'm curious to see if we see the story the same way.
Radcon is coming up. Are we ready? I'm not sure I am. Physically, yeah I am. I'll have clothes, supplies, and sometime in the next three days I'm going to take the kids to shopping with me for party supplies and groceries to sustain them through the weekend. Emotionally? I'm a bit of a mess, and that's not going to go away. I'm sure I can maintain, but actually enjoy the con? That'll be a stretch. I anticipate lots of phone calls home, and reaching out on Skype to my DH so that my family can reassure me that everything is going to be okay.
This is a good time for me to be writing on stuff that has nothing to do with my concerns for the immediate future. If I could do something about my circumstances besides applying bandaids, I would totally focus on that, but all I can do besides first aid is to worry, and that does absolutely no good. A little escapism into my writing may be just what I need right now. Speaking of which, I should get back to that now. Don't worry! This too shall pass. If anything I hope it passes slowly, so I can adapt and adjust and do whatever I can. When things zip by, well, all you can do is hang on tight.