Just had to take one of those smell-the-roses moments in regards to my writing career.
The little project I rushed about to write in a mere five days—and which preoccupied me from my blogging—was presented to my writers group last night. For some reason, they really liked it. I even tried to give them an out—we meet in an old bank vault and the AC had gone to pot, so even at 9:00 pm it was sweltering. I told the group I had just written my first fantasy story, that it was a total lark, and that we could save it until next time. They wouldn't hear of it, extended the meeting an extra 45 minutes for my sake, and then they loved it. That makes for a great night.
I also told the group about my obscenely fast rejection turnaround from Fantasy & Science Fiction magazine, including the hand-signed rejection letter, and they were all in awe. I actually felt guilty about being so professionally rejected.
The big news, however, is that I am—at long last—somewhat loosely apprenticed to my unknowing Jedi Master John Scalzi, by virtue of the Speculative Literature Foundation's Mentorship Program. (Yes, there is such a thing as the Speculative Literature Foundation, and they have enough pull to get John Scalzi to mentor nobodies like, well, me.) The shorthand is that I and four other aspiring authors can ask Master Scalzi questions, and he'll actually answer them (for a few weeks, anyway).
I'm so geeked, I can't stand it.
Jay Garmon has a vast and terrifying knowledge of all things obscure, obtuse, and irrelevant. One day, he hopes to write science fiction, but for now he'll settle for something stranger — amusing and abusing IT pros. Read his full profile. You can also follow him on his personal blog.