I already know what I am going to have to repent about across this ten days of reflection. It’s all the haaaate and jealousy and screaming of “it’s not fair” and anger over not being published yet. *sigh* This one’s gonna be a toughie, as the bitterness has really set in over the past year or two. Stupid, but true. Even though I just read an email accepting a story of mine into an anthology (on which a separate post later–submission period is still open), I still cannot look at announcements made by people who got a book contract after writing a novel in three months and sending it in on a whim (these writers have never written seriously and have never been critiqued and have never queried before, mind) and avoid sudden red-vision rage fits. Good thing I have ten days to work on this.
Oh, and I have just been informed by my Sooper Sekrit Sources that today was another Happy Square Day!
(binomial(15,5))^2 = 009.018.009
Wow. Who’d’a thunk it?
And tomorrow is not only Rosh Hashanah, but Talk Like a Pirate Day. Only God could have the sense of humor required to conflate those two. So go, don’t do any work, and sound the shofARRRRR!! *pun-cringe*
Since I am not going to do any more work today (I did read that email about getting into the anthology! But that’s not work! Reading is life!), I ordered pizza for the fam. Even the dog loves the crust.
Saved by the (door)bell! La!!