Wednesday, 24 February 2010

Post Number 100

I don't think I've ever stuck with anything to 100, so this blog should feel pretty lucky.

So what was I doing when I sat down to write my 100th post?
I was: Listening to Gypsy and the Cat's 'Jona Vark', drinking a Strawberry Boost Juice, and having an IM conversation about some flash fiction I wrote in class today.

Wow. Pretty unmomentous. Still it's been a good day. Unlike yesterday, when I rear ended a parked car and spent the rest of my day feeling super bad about it and whining about bad karma.

Maybe it's time to reflect on all the cool things I've done since I started this blog.
I have: finished high school
come second and third in some competitions
started a historical novel
started myt English/ History degree at Uni
completed several drafts of my novel
participated in Nanowrimo and completed a 50000 word draft in 30 days
written for a magazine
made writerly friends and connections
seen Tim Winton read from Breath
been in a play
written quite a few short stories and a few poems (but not many of those)
read a lot of books
got my driver's licence
There are probably so many things left off of this list. I don't really care though, I just felt like celebrating a bit and if that makes me lame... well then I guess I'm lame.

Stick with me though.

Sunday, 21 February 2010

Gotta do more, Gotta be more

For those not in the know, the title is from a poem one of the characters in the film Dead Poet's Society reads (and possibly is supposed to have written???). The character in question is Charlie, who is later referred to as Nuwanda.

But I didn't just write this blog as an homage to my favourite tear-jerker of all time.

I'm writing because I'm frustrated. I'm a struggling writer. The only way I know how to get my frustration out is to put it down on paper, or in this case, out into cyberspace, and send it off to fade away. Good riddance to bad rubbish and whatnot.

So you may have noticed that last year, I didn't actually get anything creative published. I entered a lot of stuff, but I didn't actually win any prizes, and a lot of the time, I didn't even come close to placing. So I'm sitting here thinking, What happened to me? In 2008, I won a few prizes for my work, I have at least three certificates on my wall for what I wrote that year. Am I getting worse, or is the rest of the world just getting more competitive?

It looks like 2010 is going to be a year of similiar disappointment. Although the email that I had today from dotdotdash magazine does indicate that I was very close to being put in the magazine, so perhaps I am not so much in a tailspin. I'm still waiting on feedback from that. I guess from a writerly perspective, it's just been a bad week. I mean, I found out that I wasn't going to be included in an anthology I was being considered for by reading through a long list of the people who were in search of my own name. It's disheartening. But I just have to work harder.

I've got to do more writing. I've got to be more of a writer. This is not a game anymore.

This is my career.