Letters To The Editor For September 13th
This Week:
- Excuses, Excuses…
- Unite And Boycott!
This Week:
The real secret to success at anything, whether it be riding a bicycle, getting a part in the school play, getting your novel published or conquering the world, is persistence. The act of persisting means keeping on no matter what tries to stop you or who tells you to give up.
Dear Ms. Hoy:
I would like to know what you think of writing for Chicken Soup for the Soul, A Cup of Comfort series, etc. Is writing for them worth my time and effort?
Remember the theme song from Cheers that talks about everybody knowing your name? I like to frequent places where I can network with fellow writers.
We stopped at a truck stop diner for lunch during our trip last week. Richard offered to take Mason to the men’s room for a diaper change, but I am a bit nervous in truck stops so I told him I’d take him to the women’s restroom instead. That was a decision I would live to regret.
This Week:
Do you get newsletters from your state arts or humanities councils? I get fifteen of them, and they come packed with knowledge, jobs, and calls for submission, contests as well as grants. They have no need for scams and do not advertise, so the content in those pages is legitimate and genuine. Since they live to serve artists and writers, they have no need to pull the wool over your eyes. In other words, reliable.
I have found grants I never knew existed, contests for specific regions, jobs advertised on a short deadline, and publications I craved to read. I learned how much money a state had to offer writers and which states loved writers more than others. The best retreats in the world appear in these newsletters.
In regards to word counts for contests, are there rules for what constitutes a word such as “a”, “the,” etc? Two letters or less are not words, Or is basically everything that is typed considered a word.
Writers can be full of excuses on why they don’t write – there’s not enough time, I don’t have the correct software, I’m not organized enough, etc. I’m proof positive that there is no valid excuse for not writing, regardless of your circumstances.
I was sitting next to Max in the RV on the way from New York to Massachusetts. He kept making blowing noises with his nose. When I saw him put his finger in his nose, I asked him if he needed a tissue. He replied, “No.”
I said, “Don’t you have boogies?”
He said, “No, it’s a rock.”