“Back in black
I hit the sack
I’ve been too long I’m glad to be back
Yes, I’m let loose
From the noose
That’s kept me hanging about”
Listening to AC/DC, getting things cleaned up on this site and in the WOP, after a very busy summer. It’s bittersweet to have missed RWA this year, especially since it appears to have been one filled with genuine, heart-felt discussion. Seeing Suzanne Brockmann’s speech in her newsletter, and her notes to herself for it, was a wake up call. And so was Nicki Salcedo’s response. (See here for her amazing open letter.)
“Dear Suz, maybe I came back to writing at just the right moment. I saw you on the stage and remembered why our stories are important. I am going to start writing again. Thanks to you.” – Nicki Salcedo
This touched a chord, and galvanized me right when I needed it. I can’t claim the prolific writing these two amazing women have done, nor can I claim the rejections they have struggled with, mainly because I just STOPPED. Fear of that rejection, that my characters would not resonate, or would be seen as too different. Or not different at all. All the second guessing and all the questioning. Would my Asian hero be dismissed out of hand? Would my Black heroine? Are the stories even good enough?
But enough. Time to finish and put stories out there.
“I’ve been looking at the sky
‘Cause it’s gettin’ me high
Forget the hearse ’cause I never die
I got nine lives
Abusin’ every one of them and running wild.”
Thanks to AC/DC and my son for playing this song over and over, and trying it on the drums.