Good on Paper

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The good news today is that a short story of mine (the first from my thesis) will be picked up by The Chick Lit Review. There’s a bra shopping scene…if you’re interested. I don’t even mind that they don’t offer compensation, but this particular publication does give me lots to think about.

Part of me is really excited because I’m currently working on writing a Chick Lit book and I’ve been worried that I might not have the right voice for it. I was worried I wasn’t funny and girly enough. But apparently I am. You can officially buy me fuzzy pink sweaters for my birthday. Now, when I eventually attempt to publish my novel, I can list this relevant publication. Also, because it’s online, more people will get a chance to read it. More people will know that I’m a wannabe Carrie Bradshaw.

My worry, as elitest as this sounds, is that now I’ll be a “Chick Lit writer.” What happens to my short stories and my reputation as a literary writer? Not that I have much of a reputation, but I could have one someday. I think I’ve decided not to care about it. Snobbery hasn’t fit into my life in the past and there’s no reason for it to start now.  Right?

What this really means is that I need to start writing more and get this novel off the ground. Any ideas for how to make more time for writing? I’ve written a short article about this very subject, but I’m interested in hearing other tactics for balancing work, family, social life, and writing.