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My Week

The more I learn about writing, the more I want to delete every entry of this blog and start over.  The writing is pretty poor.  It's cringe worthy.  One day I just may do it.  Either that or start editing them from beginning to end.  It took me years to write them and it would probably take me just as long to find the time to edit them.  The end result would be never having a new entry.  I guess I'll leave it for now, but I warn you - one day it will make me crazy and I'll just start deleting!
Here's some news.  I sold my first piece to a magazine.  I won't say what it was or to who, but I will say, I made a whopping £25 (about $40) on it :-) Hey, you have to start somewhere right?
Did I mention my book has been put on hold?  Here's the deal -  I am just starting out with writing.  I'm not that good - yet.  I really want to write the book, but I what I want more, is to write it well.  Right now, I'm writing shorter pieces.  Some of those pieces are little snippets of that story, but it's not something I'm working on full time.  I've written some short stories and some Flash Fiction (which I really enjoy).  I'm actually proud of one of them.  The others still need work, but I am learning a craft.  The book means too much to me to not do it well.  I know the story.  It's a part of me and it's not something I'll soon forget.  So for now, it's put aside.
I have joined a writing group which is great.  It's keeping me writing which is really important and I get really good feedback on my stuff from people who don't love me which is also important.  People who love you will almost always tell you your writing is spectacular because they want to be supportive.  People who don't love you are much more likely to tell you the truth.
At the end of the month, I start my second writing class.  It's only five weeks, but every little bit helps.  The teacher is great and she's tutoring me as well.  We have our first private session this week.  I am really nervous.  I had to submit a short story to her and because I respect her so much, it was like exposing a piece of my soul!  I feel so vulnerable.  The good news is, she's going to use it to teach me and she's pretty nice so I'll survive any criticism she gives.
I don't have a lot more to add.  My son was sick this week and my flare up hasn't died down yet so it's been a rough week.  I'm heavily medicated so I will not be surprised if I get comments saying this post was completely incoherent!

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