Mixed Results

Well, on the up side I finished the first draft of my two-act play and sent it to the theatre in London that had asked to see something in longer form. They wanted to get a sense of my style, so I felt that even though it was a draft, it suited the purpose. Though of course I added a note that it was just a draft.

But on the down side . . . Another rejection for a couple of my short stories. Rejections are always difficult, and this one felt particularly harsh, not because they were mean about it per se but it was just the stark wording: “The piece is not for us. Best of luck with this.” Really? That’s the best you can do when letting someone down?

Here’s hoping the play does better for me.

And did you see that BBC Books is planning to do Sherlock books after all? Now how do I get my foot in that door, I wonder?

Another Teaser Tuesday

In case you missed it last time I did this (and I don’t always remember to do it every Tuesday), this one comes from Should Be Reading. The object here is to pick up your current read, open to a random page, and post two teaser sentences–but no spoilers!

I just finished The Ghost and am now finishing up Bespelling Jane Austen, which has four pseudo-adaptations of Austen’s work recast with paranormal elements. I opened at random to page 128, the story “Northanger Castle” by Colleen Gleason. Here, then, are the two teaser sentences:

She tried to settle in her seat and even to watch the play, but Caroline could not keep her thoughts from wandering hither and yon. She must investigate, if only to ease her own mind.

Teaser Tuesday

So this one comes from Should Be Reading (and I have Christine Rains to thank for hooking me up with all these random things anyway). The object here is to pick up your current read, open to a random page, and post two teaser sentences–but no spoilers!

Well, I’m still reading The Throne of Fire by Rick Riordan. Kiddie stuff, I know, and I am fighting my way through, trying desperately to stay interested. I like Sadie, and I enjoyed reading about London and being able to say, “I know where that is!” But Riordan is very formulaic, so . . .

Anyway, this is from page 110:

Sometimes he acted so much like a teenager, it was hard to believe he was thousands of years old. I suppose that came from living a sheltered life in the Land of the Dead, unaffected by the passage of time.

Gee, more Egyptian stuff, I just realized. Huh.

Books

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