Jun 14, 2010 23:08
I am not being a good patient writermonkey. I am antsy. Soon, soon Writers of the Future will announce the results for the 2nd Quarter, the one I sent a story that's reallygood to (No, it is--I promise!).
::drums fingers::
And that end-of-the-world anthology that I did get accepted into, which has had pub. deadlines pushed around--last I heard we were supposed to approve and finish edits by the end of June. Which is coming up pretty fast now.
::drums fingers some more::
And the other anthology that I just found I out I made the first cut for, which, er, might make me a leetle more Christmas-morning-impatient than usual.
::drums fingers even more::
There's the publication (coughGUDcough) that promised a sub response by April 14th, but which is flooded (because yes, they are that awesome) and now has an undetermined response time.
And the anthology that said it would send responses sometime after the reading period ended (April 30th), but which has posted no status updates since.
::drums fingers so hard it sounds like the Horsemen of the Apocalypse::
Sigh.... Settling down. It's not like I don't have other things to worry about, and all of these should wait at least another month before I status query.
In fact, I have lots of other writingy things to worry about.
What am I wasting my time with this for? It's out of my hands at the moment, and that's kind of okay. I don't need anything else to juggle right now.
writerblog,
missing you in pieces,
stress,
perfect costume,
unkindness of ravens,
passings,
alien/whore/mother,
impatience