It’s a gorgeous day; 80 degrees and partly cloudy. An occasional breeze stirs the
I spent most of the day outside. We decided to skip church again this morning, and instead listened to an excellent tape of Dr. Norris from Fourth Presbyterian Church. Afterwards, I wandered the garden, then mowed the lawns and cleaned the house (or rather, the part that I have to clean).
Then, it was off to AWANA. Only a few more weeks of that, before the end of the year and a summer full of free Sundays.
I had hoped to get some writing in afterwards, but Saalon, Brennen, and I chatted for most of the night about all sorts of things, as usual.
I did manage to send off a query letter to Writer’s Digest, though. Awhile back, I wrote an article on writing, based on my experiences as editor of Papyrus. Writer’s Digest only accepts queries for those sorts of things, so we’ll see how that goes. More details on my writing pages.
Speaking of writing, I was struck by something I saw on TV the other day, and wanted to mention it. I was watching a biography of Steve Martin, and there was this clip of an interview he gave, just after his first book was published. In a subdued, almost bashful voice, he explained, “Well, I’ve always dreamed of becoming a published author, and I’d heard that one of the ways of doing that…was by writing a book.”
The audience laughed, as I did, and then I realized how often writers have trouble with that. If you want to be a published writer…write a book. Focus on writing the book; get it done. Then worry about getting published.
(Or, write some short stories. Or some articles. Whatever; the same advice applies.)