Sunday, September 21, 2014

Shorts: The submission game

With a handful of short stories in submissions at any given time, the process does begin to feel like a game, or maybe a lottery, while performing a constant a juggling routine. Keeping track of them can be a big job. The Grinder has made life a lot easier. It's free. Go make yourself an account right now.

Once I have a short written, edited and ready to go, I go to manage pieces and enter the title, genre and word count. From there, I can run a search. In that menu I can pick what kind of pay scale I'm looking for, and specify only magazines that accept electronic submissions, because I don't do postal submissions. I can also specify whether I want magazine that accept sim subs or reprints. Then it's just one more click and the wonderful and almighty Grinder generates a list of magazines for me to dive into.

 

This is where the process becomes a little more intensive, because I need to click through to any market's page to find what exactly they're looking for. Each market gets their own page and it contains a lot of very useful information: A blurb of what they're about, links to their submission guidelines and website, what genres they accept, word counts, and the most useful of all, all the submission stats.



The Market Response Data is my favorite area. You can see how many other people using The Grinder have submitted to this market in the past twelve months. How fast (or slow) the response times were, and how many ended up as dead letters. Beware the markets that have lots of dead letters.


This area also shows how the market responds: whether they often issue form rejections or if you'll perhaps get a personal one (should you not get accepted, because yes, that is the desired response). You can also see if they often issue rewrite requests or never do and their acceptance rate. Then, at the bottom of that list of stats, you can see how many people are in the waiting pool with you. Sometimes it makes the wait more bearable to see that there are 44 other people also trying not to stare at their inbox.

 

At the bottom of the market page, there's a nifty chart that illustrates the response times and where your submission is within that. Some markets have pretty clear peeks where you can see the first readers kicking stories out. Others vary greatly. You can play speculation games with yourself while you wait for a response. Having passed all the peaks to the plateau before the zone where there are a few green lines, does this mean you're submission is on the editor's desk? Or did your submission simply get lost?



If you've been submitting stories for a while and watching the market responses or new market list, markets can begin to all sound familiar. Thankfully, any submissions you've done with that market will show up at the very bottom of the page. No one wants to accidentally send multiple submissions. You can also see what the stats were for your previous submissions to help gauge whether you'd want to try that market again.



Another great passing-the-time feature is the My Market Response List. All the markets that you currently have submissions out with show up in this list. You can easily see when markets are currently processing submissions and whether you have a valid reason to be stalking your inbox.

The home page of The Grinder also features the daily activity of all the listed markets, both rejections and acceptances. It helps take the sting out of rejections when yours is one of eight that day. It's like virtually commiserating with others.

However, that commiserating stage should be short, because The Grinder picks you right back up upon reporting a rejection with the great search suggestion: Find a new home for this submission? Why yes, thank you. Let's get right on that. This story isn't going to sell itself tucked away in a folder on my hard drive.

Should a story sell, there is also a place to enter your earnings. The Grinder keeps track of that for you too.  So many stats to ponder while waiting to hear back on submissions. Yes, I should spend that time writing, but there are stats to make one feel special and stats to make one feel not so bad as one of many. It's all in how you need to look at it on any given day.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Things Are Falling Into Place

Not house building things, but writing things. Weird how that works. It's one of those things you have to stop thinking about and then the answers just pop up.

Not thinking about not thinking about it is the hard part.

I feel I should break into a verse of Let It Go here. Don't worry, I won't. There's enough of that going on.

A new ending to Kick The Cat flowed from my fingers this morning. That's 800 new words. I haven't written new words in a very long time.

I figured out what I'm doing for the A to Z Challenge next April. Planning ahead is odd for me. Well, planning that far ahead, I mean. But it's the perfect lead in to A Story A Day In May. I'm going to do opening paragraph of short stories from prompts provided in the comments, then finish the stories in May. At least, that's what the voices in my head tell me I'm going to do.

Then, just as I was panicking over far too many things, one of which included, what the hell am I going to write for NaNo this year while in the middle of house stuff / packing / moving???? The story came to me. Plop, here you go. Now shut up and go panic about something else.

Can't argue with that. It may be a short, or a novella or the rough draft of a novel, depending on how much time I have. I've done the 50K thing for 7 years. The thought of sitting out for number 8 irks me, but we'll see what necessity demands.

It's sci-fi, concerns twins, one of which will grow up to be a killer, two parents who just want to do the right thing and the medical staff who doesn't want to see the kids born.

Monday, September 8, 2014

When The Vet Emails

Yesterday, as I was perusing my inbox while shoveling lunch into my face, I noticed an email from the vet. He's a really nice guy and has always been great with my pets.

His office recently started sending out happy birthday emails. Yes, to pets.

I'd received one for my dog. He hasn't mastered the mouse  click yet, though he is good at resting his head on my keyboard if I try to use my laptop on the couch. We'll have to work on before next year's card arrives.

Beyond the e-card, however, is the issue of the card I received today. It was addressed to my cat, Suki. That's all well and good, but that cat died twenty-three years ago. Really. I mean, if my would-be twenty-seven year old cat was having a birthday, that would be amazing, and a true testament to awesome veterinary care, but alas, tis not the case.

They may want to reconsider the database they're pulling their pet info from. Just maybe.

I wonder if I'll get birthday emails for my other two cats that have passed on during that time? I don't even remember when their birthdays were so I guess I'll have to wait and find out. At least they could have clicked the mouse.

Friday, September 5, 2014

Building a House Baby

Yes, building a house is like having a newborn. It's exhausting. I don't sleep much. I haven't had time to write in far too long.

My current house is a mess and I can't tell you the last time I put on clothes that didn't smell like sawdust or have dirt stains on them. It's just not worth the effort of putting on nice clothes because inevitably I'll get a call that requires me to run over to the house and get dirty.

If I don't hear from my subcontractors about the house, I start to worry. Yet, at the same time, I'm wishing there were a few less things that required my attention so I could have a night to relax now and then. When I do get an hour here or there to relax, I just want to sleep. Or do laundry, or one of the countless other things I don't have time for between work, sleep, eat, and house.

I've cleaned up enough sand, sawdust and lumber scraps to equal the fun of changing diapers, but at least the house hasn't pissed on me yet. There's always tomorrow.

Yes, it will all be worth it in the end. I keep telling myself that and dream of my writing room. And then I realize how much work is still ahead of us and the exhaustion kicks back in.

Hopefully, if all goes well (there have been four delays already) this time, insulation will begin next week and then drywall. We're doing some basement ceiling insulation ourselves, but other than that, we get to sit back and supervise for most of those two steps. After running all the electrical and networking, and the security system, supervising for a bit sounds really darn good.

I bought a book today. That was probably overly optimistic of me, but I'd really like to read it. Eventually. When I can keep my eyes open and concentrate on something for more than ten minutes.

Until then, it's house and stalking my submissions tracker. And sleeping. Wonderful sleep. The  hours we share are too short.