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Showing posts with label perfectionism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perfectionism. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 11, 2010
Putting the Smackdown on Perfectionism
The main reason that I started this blog was to put the smackdown on my ridiculous perfectionism. But, this last week or so it has reared its ugly head. I've found myself not posting because I didn't have that perfect topic. So, in the spirit of anti-perfectionism, here is a possibly lame update on what is going on in Aprilville.
In my last post, I mentioned that I applied to be an editor at BellaOnline. Well, I didn't get it. They gave it to some Dr. Whateverhernameis. The nerve. Moving on. I also submitted four articles for review at Constant Content. I was amazed when the first was approved. They are notorious for being grammar snobs. I, however, am not. So, after a gazillion rewrites, I hit submit. It took five days, but my first article was approved. Then I submitted another. Repeat acceptance process two more times.
Yesterday morning, I woke up to find an offer for one of my articles. What? Someone wants to buy what I've written? Yowza. So I accepted the offer and have my first sale. That was an amazing feeling. Of course, now I'm stalking my account, psychicly willing my articles to sell.
I've also managed to put together a complete outline for a novel. I've been toying with this idea for a while. It keeps morphing on me though, and I haven't been able to hold it down long enough to write the damn thing. Hopefully, this outline will help.
Now that I've got a strangle-hold on the perfectionism, I can tackle my procrastination. Maybe later.
In my last post, I mentioned that I applied to be an editor at BellaOnline. Well, I didn't get it. They gave it to some Dr. Whateverhernameis. The nerve. Moving on. I also submitted four articles for review at Constant Content. I was amazed when the first was approved. They are notorious for being grammar snobs. I, however, am not. So, after a gazillion rewrites, I hit submit. It took five days, but my first article was approved. Then I submitted another. Repeat acceptance process two more times.
Yesterday morning, I woke up to find an offer for one of my articles. What? Someone wants to buy what I've written? Yowza. So I accepted the offer and have my first sale. That was an amazing feeling. Of course, now I'm stalking my account, psychicly willing my articles to sell.
I've also managed to put together a complete outline for a novel. I've been toying with this idea for a while. It keeps morphing on me though, and I haven't been able to hold it down long enough to write the damn thing. Hopefully, this outline will help.
Now that I've got a strangle-hold on the perfectionism, I can tackle my procrastination. Maybe later.
Labels:
constant content,
grammar,
perfectionism,
procrastination,
writing
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