aggravatedWe went out to Java 149 in Suffolk, VA tonight to do a reading as a part of their 4th Friday Poetry/Readings night. There was a wide variety of poetry, some obviously very personal to the authors, some more light-hearted. One young lady really wowed the audience, she's got a definite future as a writer if she keeps it up. Although, I'll give each of the author's credit. They had the courage to get up in front of a room full of strangers and read their stuff for the world to hear. That's not as easy as some people might think.
I'm not 100% certain the audience knew what to do with us. The only other person to read besides the three of us read this extremely depressing story he'd written. It seemed to be some modern day fantasy story, but the overlying theme of child abuse made it very muddled where the author was going with it. The author's conversations rang well, but it was like he wasn't certain what kind of story he was trying to write. Plus, it was long, probably twice as long as anything we read tonight. After the fairly light stuff we'd done, it just seemed to suck the air right out of the room.
Sigh.
Got a call from
wishweaver tonight. The paperwork I was waiting on arrived from S&S today. Or so I thought. Apparently, they've lost my contract, because they sent me a new one to resign. (bangs head on desk repeatedly). So, I guess we get to start the whole carousel over again. Oh, well, just gives me more time to make edits to Coventry.Didn't get any writing done last night while I was getting ready for the show this weekend and probably won't get any done until Sunday night. But, the countdown clock is ticking on Harbinger draft #1. 30 September isn't getting any further away. I want to have this sucker done and edited by the first of the year so I can start shopping it around. Keep your fingers crossed there.
Well, probably time to go to bed and get ready for the show tomorrow.
