I was so excited to be invited to be part of an Author’s Series of interviews recently where I got to talk about Hope Quest, my creative process, and where my love of writing started. It was a lot of fun and a real honor to be included!
You can read it here:
I’m still trying to find my footing in this new place. Having to shut down my photography studio last month, needing to apply for unemployment benefits for the first time ever, adjusting to online / homeschooling with my kids – two of whom would rather do anything else than sit at a computer to do schoolwork with their mom (and trust me, most days the feeling is mutual) – it’s all wrecked havoc with my emotions, my focus, my motivation, especially when it comes to my writing.
Entering into my second year as an indie author, I had had some very concrete plans in place and up until early March, I was working on them almost daily.
And then….well, we’re all familiar with what happens when we’re busy making other plans – a pandemic – no sorry, life happens, or at least some semblance of life as we used to know it. For me, this new life hit like a mini cyclone, wiping out my job, my income, my schedule, my routine, my drive, my direction, and sense of purpose in just a matter of days.
Gone. Finito. Kaput.
One month in and the dust seems to be settling a bit, although I struggle some days with navigating this new normal and other days I still feel plain lost, I have come to appreciate the quiet that has fallen around us.
My calendar is now blank. My schedule is now free of appointments. The pressure to do, to be, to get it all done has lifted and amongst this new quiet, I’ve had time to sit and listen to the silence that it has brought. It has a lot to say, but mostly it’s message is to listen and to wait for what’s next.
So I will.
(cue the tiny violins)….I wrote my last poem today. Things just weren’t working out. The amount of energy I was expending on them, losing sleep to get those lines out of my head, onto paper (initially – usually scrawled at 4 am by dimmed light with blurry eyes and a tired hand) and then getting them into just the right poetic order, searching for just the right stock photo, getting it onto Instagram at just the right time suggested by Insights………..only to get maybe 20 likes and generally zero comments. It just wasn’t working. It wasn’t what I wanted for my poems, those tiny pieces of huge emotions that I felt just secure enough to release to the world. It just wasn’t working.
They were all falling flat. The message was being lost. The words were unraveling. Over and over again.
And it was making me feel…..broken.
So, I wrote my last one today. It’s not my best one, but it took just as much time and care and attention as all the rest, so it’s just as important – and once I decide to publish it, I know it will suffer the same fate as all the rest. “I’m sorry little poem,” I’d often say just before posting them, “you’re going to go die a slow death on Insta now. I’m so sorry.”
But, in a way, I’m not.
I’m not sorry because I have written hundreds of those poems over the years and now I have hundreds to submit to literary magazines in a quest to get traditionally published for the first time in too many years. My poetry audience wasn’t on Instagram, but maybe there are eager eyes looking somewhere else for my work, so I’m going hunting for them now, putting my energies into finding just the right magazines, submitting at just the right times for their deadlines.
Being invisible to some eyes doesn’t necessarily mean being invisible to all the eyes out there. I know someone, somewhere will see my work – and now I can concentrate my own eyes on writing the three novels I currently have in the works.
I did start this year with a publication. A literary magazine in Indiana accepted one of my dance photos – not one of my poems – but something of mine found an audience! It’s getting published!
I’ve found my first set of eyes.
The Stars Went Out, my second poetry & dance collection, is live as of today on Amazon and today thru Friday, the e-book is FREE!!!! It is also available in paperback!
Get it here : The Stars Went Out
This is the follow-up to my first collection, Elegant Execution, released in April of this year and like the first book, the poems are dark and the pictures are pretty!