Early this week I'm going to be working on a "mom" story *. It's going to be early this week because I have a writing critique meeting on Wednesday, and I don't have a single word written that I can share. (Only rarely do I come empty-handed because when I have nothing to share, it's a waste of the great critique I get. As I sit there on pins and needles--will they declare my piece a pile of poop?--I have to listen to Linda's pen scratch across an entire page as she deftly rearranges my story. I have to hear Lynn's pen roll across the margin as she writes a whole letter's worth of suggestions and encouragement. I have to see Beth and Tammy's faces scrunch up, and I wonder if it's a good scrunch or a bad scrunch...) I haven't decided if I'm going to write a story about my mom or whether I'm going to write a story about myself as a mom but I...wait, as I was typing this, I made a decision.
That's the interesting thing about writing. Sometimes just the physical act of typing something helps us sort things out in our head.
I recently got some great news. (And no, I'm not going to "tease" and make you come back to my next post for the news.) My story "Elmo's Lesson" is going to be published in the upcoming Publishing Syndicate's Not Your Mother's Book...On Cats. And, my story, "A Risky Jump" has made it through to the final phase of Chicken Soup's Reboot Your Life. (Thank you WWWPs.) I know it can be yanked up to a month before publication but even though that's not happened to me yet, I won't say it too loudly. (I used to brag that I had been stopped by police officers many times--for speeding--but had never gotten a ticket, until I got my first and only one, so now I only whisper boasts like that.)
I am giving away a copy of the recently published Not Your Mother's Book...On Being a Mom. Many of my friends and writing friends have stories in this collection--Terri Elders, Donna Volkenannt, Renee Hughes, Debra Mayhew, Pat Wahler, Mary Horner, Pat Nelson, Linda O'Connell, Marcia Gaye, Alice Muschany, Ellie Grossman, Diana Graveman and Tammy Goodsell. (My husband judges how good my story is by where it is in the book. He is positive that the editors put the good stories in the front, and they get progressively worse. My story, "So Little Wine," is on page 200 which makes it a "dud" in my spouse's eyes. You'll have to read it to see if you concur with him.)
On July 1st I will post who won the book...
My story that's being considered by Chicken Soup is about me wanting to do something that some of my family considered stupid/dangerous. Is there something you've done/considered in the past that made your friends or family look at you like you're crazy?
* Chicken Soup is looking for mom stories--tales of you and your kids as well as stories about your mom. Two different anthologies doubles your chances of getting published...
I'm Sioux Roslawski and this is my blog about writing, dogs, grown-up children, menopause, the joy of a marvelous book, classroom teaching in general, and specifically, the teaching of writing. You can email me at sroslawski(at)yahoo(dot)com.
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Showing posts with label Chicken Soup. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chicken Soup. Show all posts
Monday, June 16, 2014
Being a Mom
data, data teams, data walls, teaching, classroom
Alice Muschany,
Chicken Soup,
Debra Mayhew,
Diana Graveman,
Donna Volkenannt,
Ellie Grossman,
Linda O'Connell,
Marcia Gaye,
Mary Horner,
Pat Nelson,
Pat Wahler,
Renee Hughes,
Tammy Goodsell,
Terri Elders
Friday, December 6, 2013
A New Shout Out, Along with An Extended Old One--And The Joke's On Me
Chicken Soup has a new call out for submissions. The Power of Forgiveness. This is something I've wrestled with for years. My brother and his wife are both addicted to Oxycontin--have been for over a decade-- and they've done some pretty heinous things. Things that are stranger than fiction. Things that I'm actually incorporating into my manuscript as "made up." Perhaps I will put a disclaimer at the end stating, "The events you read about were based on actual people and real-life events. The names were changed, in spite of their guilt."
I know the drill. The bitterness only hurts me. I'm poisoning myself when I don't forgive...or at least release.
Maybe I can work on getting healed as I work on a CS submission? Weirder things have happened...(The deadline is in June.)
Also, the Chicken Soup folks have extended the deadline for their upcoming Alzheimer's collection. You have until December 12 to submit a story. Because my father was slayed by Alzheimer's, along with a close family friend, I've submitted two stories. I had a third one, but the necessary revising didn't come easy, and the deadline passed before I could finish it. Now, I have the timeespecially since the god of all teachers, the ice god, blessed us today.
Yesterday, I got an email from the publishers at Chicken Soup. A month or so ago, I had gotten word that one of my "Multitasking" stories had made it over a couple of hurdles. The title of the tale, "Two Out of Three Ain't Bad," was a nod to one of my musical favorites.
The email I got yesterday got me extra excited. My story, "All in Good Time" was being considered for the same collection. Two stories in one book.That would mean I only need to get 42 more CS notches on my publication belt to catch up with Linda O'Connell.
Wait. My memory had really turned to Swiss cheese. "All in Good Time" did not ring a bell. What story was that?
After opening the attachment, I realized they had changed my Meatloaf-y title. It was the same story, but now the decision was final. I was grateful to know I was for sure being included in the anthology, but felt a little silly counting an extra chick without even hatching it in my brain.
How about it? I know everyone has a story about forgiveness they can craft and send off...Right?
I know the drill. The bitterness only hurts me. I'm poisoning myself when I don't forgive...or at least release.
Maybe I can work on getting healed as I work on a CS submission? Weirder things have happened...(The deadline is in June.)
Also, the Chicken Soup folks have extended the deadline for their upcoming Alzheimer's collection. You have until December 12 to submit a story. Because my father was slayed by Alzheimer's, along with a close family friend, I've submitted two stories. I had a third one, but the necessary revising didn't come easy, and the deadline passed before I could finish it. Now, I have the time
Yesterday, I got an email from the publishers at Chicken Soup. A month or so ago, I had gotten word that one of my "Multitasking" stories had made it over a couple of hurdles. The title of the tale, "Two Out of Three Ain't Bad," was a nod to one of my musical favorites.
The email I got yesterday got me extra excited. My story, "All in Good Time" was being considered for the same collection. Two stories in one book.
Wait. My memory had really turned to Swiss cheese. "All in Good Time" did not ring a bell. What story was that?
After opening the attachment, I realized they had changed my Meatloaf-y title. It was the same story, but now the decision was final. I was grateful to know I was for sure being included in the anthology, but felt a little silly counting an extra chick without even hatching it in my brain.
How about it? I know everyone has a story about forgiveness they can craft and send off...Right?
data, data teams, data walls, teaching, classroom
Chicken Soup,
Linda O'Connell
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