The deadline for some of the biggest Poetry First Book Contests is TOMORROW. Thankfully, I’ve done quite a lot of work on my manuscript, and I have a couple of hours free today to push through the rest of it and, hopefully, come to an agreeable consensus that it’s, for this round, “done.”
Ever since I printed out the second round of revisions, a sort of laziness has taken over me and it’s been harder to get myself to hunker down and tear through them like I did for the first round. I’m so glad at what I have edited so far though because I found some glaring errors (like repeating the word “dolly” three different times in a poem, and in another poem, I stopped mid-edit and had a sentence ending on “the.”). I also did a couple of shifts in terms of the order, so the last ordering I did is holding pretty strong so far.
This last edit is really about nailing down each poem. There are a few that keep flying away from me, and I’m going to have to figure out what to do with them.
Thankfully, tomorrow I will send this manuscript off into the world to 4 contests and won’t have to worry about it for some time.
In other news, acceptances! YAYYYY!
One of my writing goals for this year was to get one of my fiction stories published. This has been a goal of agony. Writing fiction for me is incredibly hard and so is editing fiction in an attempt to make it good enough to get published.
When I looked back over the last year, I had sent my story “The Last Hurrah” out 29 times. I got several nice rejections (from big journals even, like OneStory and Camera Obscura), but no acceptances. I knew because it’d gotten some nice rejections that it was close, so I just kept working at it. I finally decided to submit to a journal that had a word requirement of 2000 words, so I cut a total of 4 pages off the story, and what that did was remove some really irrelevant scenes that I had been holding onto since the very first draft that didn’t really do anything emotionally or move the narrative very much (things I’m learning about fiction…). That particular journal didn’t accept this version, but Pank, a journal I adore and have had work featured in before, did, so “The Last Hurrah” is now forthcoming in the February 2013 issue of Pank.
That same day, I got an acceptance e-mail from the wonderful Stacey Lynn Brown, editor at Sou’wester, telling me they’d like to accept my poem “The Swamp Wife” (draft notes here) in a forthcoming issue.
Here’s to the final push. May your final pushes come together as well!