Pride of Place

Confession: When I plan an event, and it rains, I feel responsible.

Reading:

• "Toga Party" by John Barth
• The House of Mirth, by Edith Wharton
  

Writing:

• Untitled Dark Fantasy Project

Revising:

• "Cora and the Sea"

Future Projects:

• Dairhenien's Library - Development
  
• Floorcraft - First rewrite of 1-5, first draft of 6-8
• Ferian Fetlock - Next chapter, "Ferian Fetlock Catches a Cold," followed by "Ferian Fetlock Takes a Wife."
  
• "Motley" - Expansion
• "Fireworks and Earthworks" - 5% into first draft
  
• Untitled School Mistress Story

Unpublished Stories/Status

• "The Revenant" - 2nd Draft, Unsubmitted
  
• "The Frost Fugling" - 2nd Draft, Unsubmitted
  
• "Leaves and Sunsets" - 2nd Draft, Unsubmitted
  
• "Motley" - 2nd Draft, Unsubmitted
  
• "Black Pudding" - 2nd Draft, Unsubmitted
  
• "A Happy Ending" - 1st Draft, Unsubmitted
  
• "Illuminated" - 3rd Draft, Unsubmitted
  
• "Pictures of the Old Port" - 5th Draft, Unsubmitted
  
• "What Price Stamps" - 3rd Draft, Unsubmitted
• "Ferian Fetlock Cures a Horse" - 2nd Draft, Unsubmitted
• "A Cup of Coffee" / "Morning Tea" - 2nd Draft, Unsubmitted
• "Hattie Donnelly's Favorite Doll" - 2nd Draft, Submitted to 24 Hour Short Story Contest
  

I took a tour of Long Island today with some friends, and as I drove, I found myself pointing out places where I had done my writing. I doubt this was of much interest to anyone but me. Upon reflection, though, I think it's interesting that where I write would me anything to me. Why not just what I wrote? Or why not other things, like what I ate while I was writing, or what I was wearing? In other words, why is the location important?

It may be because of what I've said before, for example, in this post. Huh... that's interesting. I just read it over, and this passage appeared at the end:

With "Ferian Fetlock," I have no such place. Each part has been written in a different location. I think I need to find a place, a new place, and write there until it's done. That's my project for this weekend... to finally put that story to bed and move on to something new.

The funny thing is, when I finally found the right place to write it (D'Latte in Greenport), I finished it in an afternoon, with only minor alterations since.

That raises a question... how much of the place makes its way into what I write? I look, and I can't see those locations really reflected at all, but I may not have the objectivity. But in a way, it explains why I would have such pride in where I've written. Those places are a part of the story, or at least a part of the story of the story, and it's something I feel an urge to share.

Publication Status:

• Submitted: 3
• Accepted: 1
• Rejected: 1
• Pending: 1