I’m trying to finish up a short story before the deadline hits tomorrow. It’s taken me a month to develop an idea into something that even resembles a story. I’m still not happy with it, but stress tends to make me pessimistic about everything.
Most of my time is spent resisting the urge to delete what I’ve got done and hide under a rock for a few months. That’s a good sign I’m struggling with other issues. Pessimism is something that a good deal of creatives go through, which I try to remind myself as I go through it.
Still, the story more or less is a decent one. If I had an extra month to work on it, it would have been better crafted. This puts me at a disadvantage for acceptance, which is a little disheartening.
On the plus side, I now know of this anthology publisher. So I’ll be able to get writing prompts faster and spend more time on them. I wish I could have put out two or three stories, but one is the most realistic I could have put out in short time.
At any rate, I have to stop avoiding my project and get back to it. After I finish, I don’t know what I’m going to do to celebrate it being over.