More junk mail. Now I have to order this catalogue, or subscribe to that magazine because I’ll never be a success without it. Better yet, if I don’t purchase the quarterly, I will literally burst into flames; right now; in my chair; while drinking my glass of sherry! This stuff happens; I’m gonna order that damned magazine! Please, editorial people! The junk mail does not stop! (Wow, there are a lot of exclamation points in this paragraph; things must be bad if even I’m noticing it).
Anyways…I’ve had my mind on The Witch House all day. It is one of my favorite stories, and one of the hardest for me to write. Towards the end of editing, I almost could not finish it. As a writer, it sent me through a gamut of emotional tiers, each with its own pain. The story came off really well, and now, I am proud to say, it will be put online soon. We chose a picture from Joe’s stash, a very nice image that nearly matches the house in the story, and I will hand it over to Aaron on Tuesday. I will be excited to see what you think of it. The story concerns the old witch house of Newesalem, and a young hiker who, after finding the house, decides to enter. Once inside, he finds an old, hand-written book containing the story of the witch. She is supposed dead, but will the reading of the book bring her back? Wait for it, people.
Tuesday I will meet with Aaron and Joseph for the first time. Over a pizza (everybody loves pizza) we will map out the future of this endeavor, at least as far as cover designs go. I will also obtain the picture from Joe. It’s exciting, and I am looking forward to it.
I have compiled a list of journals, some electronic and others in print, which I will send my works to, in the hope of being published. It’s a good start and a great way to get my name out there. I will let you know as the time draws nearer.
I am leaving for now. Thanks for reading!
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