I Wrote A Short Story

Books

I’m gonna be published! A couple of months back, I got reacquainted with horror. Which is something I’d been actively avoiding during the last couple of years. With all the craziness in the world and the pandemic. I felt like the last thing I needed was to experience some poor soul’s no good, very bad day.

However, being trapped inside can change a person’s perspective. As mentioned, I’d been listening to the Magnus Archives. The podcast’s creator, Jonathan Sims, has said he was inspired by the works of M.R. James. Which inspired me to give M.R. James a try.

Which gave me an idea for a story that I started working on immediately. Wouldn’t you know it, that story gave me another idea for a completely different tale. To skip to the end, the newer one stuck and is finished. 

In fact, it’s actually been submitted to a publisher for review for the possibility of being included in an anthology. I’m post submission and feel weird. Not nervous. More like an excited calm. For some reason I really think I have a good chance of getting in.

I’m Gonna Be Published!

I’m gonna be published! Just got the confirmation email on Monday with all of the paperwork. What’s coincidentally weird is that on Sunday night I was thinking that I should have heard back. The publisher had given me the all clear to check in after month, but I didn’t feel comfortable doing so. Maybe I just didn’t want bad news. 

Lo and behold the very next morning as a check my email I immediately recognize the name on the email. I was so excited I could barely read the email. Nervous? No, excited. There was near immediate recognition that the email was positive and the news was good.

I’m thrilled that I’m actually getting a work published. Selected by someone else to be published. It’s an amazing feeling. The realization that I’m not officially a published author. That’s amazing.

Then the nerves set in because I realized that people are going to read this. Oh the nerves!