So, things are going to go silent around here for the rest of the month.
‘You say that like it’s not a regular occurrence.’
Oh, so you all are some funny muhf**kas now, huh?
I agree, my fits and spurts are well documented. But something happened, friends.
I recently learned a series of books I greatly enjoy was putting out an open call for submissions. I mused over it a little bit, ultimately dismissed my ideas. But something happened as I waited in line at the 7-11 to pay for a carton of milk, laughing at the woman in front of me who dropped a vial of cocaine from her purse as she fumbled for her wallet: I had an idea I didn’t hate. An idea that excited me. An idea that had me telling everyone I knew I was thinking of doing it.
So I am. Deadline’s the end of the month, and I’ll need every second I can find between now and then to do it.
In what I’m hoping is a bit of personal growth, the likelihood of failure isn’t getting me down at all: because whether I get selected or not, it’s a good idea. Getting approved or not won’t change that. It costs me nothing to do it, and in the worst case scenario, I’m just another of the cranks who submitted an idea. I know I won’t be the only one.
So that’s the scoop, friends. You can still find me on Twitter during the interim, and the odd photo or quickie may very well go up on Tumblr, but my attentions will be off PFG for a couple of weeks.
If I’m willing to do that, it must be important. See you in May. Wish me luck.