I can’t believe it, I missed my 1 year anniversary! My first real post was made on 5/22/2014, and contained my short story ‘Hypothermia.’ In honor of missing the day, I wanted to repost the story for any of my new readers who may have missed it. Amazing to see how far I’ve come from back then! Here’s to many more productive years!
It was a great piece for a writer like me, and I hope it brings some inspiration to you as well. It’s easy to think of writing and just assuming that the great writer’s pop up on publisher radar’s instantly, or that they don’t go through the same period of rejection’s that the rest of us do, however it really is a game of time and luck.
Matthew Weiner spent his time out of college, until he was 30, pursuing his first paying writing gig. He also had to chase his dream project for nearly 4 years before anyone saw any interest in it. For someone that’s a few months into his own big project, that’s both inspiring and also humbling.
It’s also humbling to remember that Stephen King, current reigning horror king, got his start with a novella about a murderous industrial washing machine while he was working with a giant, potentially murderous, industrial washing machine.
Success comes from the strangest places. It’s up to us to stay in the game into we stumble into it or it finds us.
Normally I want to try and keep the two sites separate. After all, this is my creative writing blog, and ItsInTents.com is about camping and outdoors articles and reviews. However, I’m going to break my loose rule today by linking to an essay I made over there regarding someone illegally hunting on my parent’s property. I’m still a bit angry about the whole thing, and since the cops haven’t been able to stop this from happening, this is my temper tantrum of a way of trying to get my opinion out. I want to share this here because I know that I have some hunter’s and sport shooter’s that also read this blog.
The following Summer I woke in my bed in a cold sweat, heart pounding. Karen woke up alarmed and grabbed my shoulder.
“What’s wrong?” she asked. Even in the moonlight I could see the look of concern on her face. She knew exactly what was wrong, but she didn’t want to admit it to herself. One of these nights she was hoping I would have a different nightmare, but it was not to be.
I’ve never really had my dog’s teeth cleaned by a groomer, but this is something I never thought about. Definitely going to be adding dental checkups to Bailey’s yearly vet check ups. In addition, I love blogs about dogs (heh) and if you do too add Claws Carefully Sheathed as a follow. They post great stuff about vets that I had no idea I even needed to consider half the time. I have no idea about a lot of things apparently.
I’ve finally gone ahead and done it. I’ve registered a website and I’m publishing my stories and thoughts for everyone to view. It’s kind of weird really thinking about it, but I’m proud of this and want to share it with as many people as possible. Even those people who’ll hate everything! You’ll see some redesigns coming up as I tweak and edit. Feel free to leave me feedback through comments or by reaching me at wordsfortheinternet at gmail.com.
Thank you to everyone who didn’t believe in me.
This whole operation is purely out of spite.
Thoughts, horror, and short stories from Chris Burcham, published freelance author and all around scoundrel.