Wanderlust & Writing

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Like all writers, I have a life. That is, a life apart from writing. I know, it can be hard to believe that writers can find the time and resources to earn degrees, land jobs, fall in love, marry, buy houses, produce children, pay taxes, unclog drains, and weed the garden.

That our lives, on the outside, can appear so boringly, or brightly, normal to the casual viewer.

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Can You Dance?

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Blue Dancers, Edgar Degas, c 1899

What happened on Wednesday?

For starters, bored with a story that wasn’t coming together, at least not in the way I want, I took an abrupt writerly turn and with little planning or forethought, pulled out of the dusty bins of my laptop a story that I wrote some time ago.

Some time ago? I wrote this particular story years ago.

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The Nine Rights Of Writers

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Selfridge’s Department Store, London, 1942 (image Wikimedia Commons)

Writers, it hurts.

I know; I’ve been there, and I’m there now. As I said in an older post, rejections are raining

https://pamelamartinwriter.wordpress.com/2014/08/19/writing-as-aversion-therapy-or-buddha-writer-come-quick/

The good news about this is that it means I’ve been submitting a lot as of late. The bad news is…Well, there are a number of bad things that fall out of receiving rejections.

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Submission Season

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It’s October. Writers, we know what that means, right?

Of course, it’s submission season! The time of year all writers look forward to!

How can we not?

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By A Woman Submitted

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Olympic hurdler, Olga Gyarmati, 1949 (Wikimedia Commons, source: Fortepans)

I thought, having lived for decades as a consciously identified feminist, that I was aware of most gender differences. And, having written for years I’ve thought–when I gave the subject of gender differences in writing my attention–that I was aware of how differences between men and women play out in our writing lives.

Well, I stand corrected.

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The Softer Writer; How Being Sick Can Make Us Better

I’ve been home, sick, for two weeks. Coping, as one does with a serious virus, with a two steps forward, one step back–or two steps back, one step forward–progression and resolution. Which means I’ve been inside a lot, outside some, and attempted a return or two to normalcy only to discover that I was not ready to return to normal. Called my doctor, saw her when my condition worsened, and visited my pharmacy. Twice.

While this happened, life did not stop.

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Sutton Hoo

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Sutton Hoo (Chicago Quarterly Review, vol 14)

Martha leaned close to the glass case. Inside, in one corner, lay a desiccated fly, its wings caught in a puff of dust. In the middle of the case stood a low platform covered in beige fabric. On top of the platform rested a large black and red Grecian jar.  Martha couldn’t describe its kind, or what it might have been, centuries ago, used for. She knew only that the jar fascinated her, and she didn’t feel bad for not remembering more from her undergraduate ancient Greek art class. She’d taken that class more than eight years ago. How often does one review the features–the handles, hips and shoulders, lips and feet–of Greek pottery?

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