It's amazing. Happiness is simply a decision to enjoy life as much as possible. The wonderful thing is how things start to happen once that decision has been taken.
For example, I had completely forgotten about an anthology I contributed a story to. In fact, it had gone dormant in 2008. Last Saturday, when I returned from my class, I found a little book in my mailbox - it was the complimentary copy of said anthology. I had no idea it was going to print, so that was a really nice surprise.
Also, in other aspects, life has become more fun and satisfying. I'm making new friends, I'm feeling better, and so on. Once happiness starts to settle in, an upwards spiral begins.
Folks, I'm going to enjoy this ride. :)
Five years have gone by since the last entry. Amazing.
Life has changed drastically in those five years. All in all, it has become better, more interesting and more ... alive.
It went well. I tink I read well and managed to keep the audience interested. However, my story didn't get to be their favourite. One theory is that it was too nice, another is that it's fantasy, which is not a accepted genre among literary critics.
I'm beginning to care less about not making first place - the good part is that I got through my first reading alive and well. Every reading from now on will be less terrifying, which is very good, considering that readings are part of the job as writer.
Where is the next one?
My first reading
Yep. It happens tonight, at the literature house in my town. They have a special event for unpublished authors. Four authors share the evening, each has 15 minutes for a text, and 5 minutes for a discussion. There will be a vote for the audience's favourite at the end, and of course I hope that I'll make it.
I'd appreciate any crossing of fingers, squeezing of thumbs or any other good-luck gesture.
I started a new LJ, for various reasons, one of which is that people can add comments over there.
]Musings of a Horse
I might continue to post here, or not. We'll see.