Okay, I'm posting again. Has it really been more than a week? Well, I'm not as miserable today as I was last time I posted. I'm just exhausted. I was up too late last night reading. I'm currently reading The Fifth Sacred Thing by Starhawk. It took me a while to get into it. I've noticed she tells much more than she shows. Now nearing the end though I'm into the story and want to find out what happens. Although, I am having a hard time extending my belief with her futuristic California and her utopian city. I just don't buy some of it. Where's the rest of the United States? Okay, reading something that has a decent idea behind it, but not the best writing makes me feel a little better. Only a little though because the reason she got her fiction book published is because she had non-fiction published first. She had a "name" for herself already. Sigh.

I'm utterly pissed that I submitted a story to Critters to be critiqued and of course it ends up at the top of the list of the week after I need it crittered by - the deadline for the story I'm going to submit to an anthology is September 1, and the critiques on Critters are due August 27 (I wanted the August 20 date at least). I can't revise something in 3 or 4 days! I have to let the comments sit for at least a week before a tamper with my story. This sucks. Such is life. I think I really need to concentrate on trying to see the glass half full more often...