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Friday, Jul. 30, 2004
The_Write_Bug

It has been a long week, and the immediate future promises more of the same. And yet, there is a diversion in the tunnel. It could be very interesting over the course of the next few months, methinks. Perhaps sad in some respects, but in others...

I don't have all of the details yet, as he only called tonight, but it appears that Boss is indeed going to be hospitalized in the near future. I have to assume he's facing surgery of one sort or another. I do know he's going to be gone long enough he's planning to hire another voice to help run the radio station. The local talent, BJ, will handle the morning show (which is peachy by me!) and 00 and I will handle the rest. That means 00 will have to cover some of the simpler news things and we'll probably split time handling bookkeeping stuff (which we should've done eons ago anyway).

I have a feeling that Boss doesn't really accept what lies ahead for him. He's deluded himself this long into thinking that he could avoid grief by putting things off. He seemed to believe that his time away from work would be limited to a week or so.

It's a pretty safe bet that it won't work quite like that. More than likely, real life will show that he is simply unable to run the place at all. I don't know if he'll have the presence of mind to sell the station, or if he'll keep plugging along until he drops in place. My money's on the latter. Boss has a history of avoiding life by burying himself in work. I've talked to some of his old girlfriends and a couple of times to his daughter. Between what I gleaned from them and what I've seen firsthand, the picture is pretty clear.

On a much more positive note, I mailed out my first submission for publication today. I chose something that is off-the-wall and very different from my normal style, on several levels - but I think it works and fits the criteria for this particular publication. It's light, hopefully funny, slightly sarcastic with just a little sweetness. My typical style is more along the line of Dean Koontz suspense and horror, but as I said, I sold out and wrote a romance, or something close enough I hope it slips by! The turnaround time for them to say yea or nay runs about four months, if I remember right. I'd love to think that the story will sell, but more likely it'll garner me my first rejection letter. If that's the case, I'll still frame the letter. I want the reminder that even rejection is a step in the right direction, because it means I finally took the initiative, doing my best to make my most cherished dream come true.

No, I am not deluded enough to believe I can survive on the sale of a short story - or even several of them. But a couple of sales will enable me to get an agent and hopefully spur me into getting my novel done. The one story that I want to write, I haven't touched yet. It is difficult to categorize at best, and if it's written right, it will require a lot more research into the political climate of the time and place. I would dearly love to visit the place where the events occurred, and maybe someday I can. For now it's not possible, which complicates its writing.

Another alternative is to try and sell something else first, a nice long story that's much nearer completion but is of a different genre and style. It's also less likely to be a big seller, from what I know. Then again, who would have expected a series of books about an adolescent wizard to create a positive frenzy of worldwide sales, building a cult following? With that in mind, I'm not going discount the potential for what I'm doing. Besides, I've been pounding on it for close to twenty years now, and I'm bound and determined to finish it. It has haunted me all this time and I doubt it will let me rest until it's done - and probably published.

I suppose it would be the ultimate irony if the fantasy froth became a bestseller and the other story thrust aside. I think I would cry, because the one I most want to write is a real history of real people whose culture and lives were shredded, their lives and families impaled on broken promises and political ambition. I have spoken to the family of one of my characters and while there are gentle aspects to the details, the overal picture is people whose despair made them easy pawns to their own destruction. And even in this day and age, their story has been largely swept under the rug. I want to change that, if it's at all possible.

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )