I'm a bit nervous about it, but that's expected, right?
"Remember the Sunflowers" will appear in Encounters' May issue and I can't wait. You can read a preview of this story under my stories tab, but besides that, I don't want to give anything away. If you want to know more about the story, you'll just have to read it yourself. The funny thing is that I originally wrote this story about 2 and a half years ago as kind of a response to the Occupy Wallstreet movement. It's gone through several rejections and subsequent revisions before it arrived in a state suitable for publication. It would have been easy to give up, but somehow I just knew that if I kept making improvements, it would evetually find a home.
Anyways, probably one of the greatest things that comes with finally getting published is the affirmation that you might not be as crazy as you were beginning to suspect. Seriously, most writing takes place in the solitude of your own mind. I do a lot of my writing at Starbucks not because I can't write at home, but because I feel the crowds often act as a counterweight to all the spelunking inside my own skull.
Besides that, sometimes it takes weeks, months, or even years before you have a story strong enough to stand on its own beneath the harsh eye of others. Even when people compliment your work, you think that maybe they're just being nice or worse, they truly like it but have poor taste. In any case, publication is sometimes the only form of validation that proves genuine.
This little victory has only fueled my writing even more. I'm a few more chapters away--about a month--from finishing my next novel. Then, I'll revise revise revise before I ship it out for the world to see. All I know for sure is this is just the beginning.
Thank for Reading,