Lately, I have been swamped by writer’s block. I’ve tried all the tricks and tips, but the motivation to write was fleeting. Sure, I whipped up a page here or there, but overall I’ve made little to no progress on any of my writing goals. So, I decided to challenge myself to select free contests and submit a few short stories here and there each month.
At first, I was excited. I was writing again! Sure, the contest prompts were leading the way, but at least words were getting on the paper. Then came a lull, and I realized I was stranded on submission island. With no feedback, it is often hard to know how to feel when a submission is rejected because it feels more like it was ignored or not appreciated for it’s true value. It also begins to feel like a waste of time.
After some time pondering this strange new world of writing contest submissions, I decided that it can never be a waste of time to stretch myself creatively and, at the end of the day, I have been writing more than I have in the past few months. Heck, I’m even blogging up a post now! I will continue to write entries and submit as I can, and one day, the right publication will appreciate my style and story. And, if after all the time and effort and formatting and rule following, they don’t, that’s okay too. I don’t write to win contests, I write so I don’t implode.
While I continue to be stuck between two novels, (one that needs to be utterly rewritten and one that I need to write but am unsure of how to proceed without a lawsuit) I will continue to strand myself on submission island over and over until I get off the stinking island. Hope I can at least find a volleyball somewhere around here…
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