Mid-exam you may not feel you have any kind of life, but I have taken a few steps forward. My historical mystery, Crystal Nights, set in Denmark in the 1960s, grows slowly but steadily (no, it doesn´t, but at least it grows. It is much worse when stories move backwards).
I have begun preparing “The Cosy Knave” for electronic publishing, and as usual I love the stage when I can read my own book in my Kindle. I hope I´ll never grow too blasé for that. A tentative deadline is September.
Besides, I sent a story off to a competition in May. I didn´t win, but they were kind enough to send me this rejection:
Every submission was read twice by our editorial team. The creativity and richness of the work you and other writers submitted made the selection process difficult but exciting. While your piece did not place, we want you to know we enjoyed reading it and hope you place it elsewhere soon.
Thank you, editors, I appreciate that you took the time to read my story and assure me I am not hopeless. And I have no idea if they write the same to all participants; never mind, it was a nice way of putting it.
– hosted by Women of Mystery –
Last week I did put a few words on paper – or wherever your computer stores them.
This is the beginning of chapter four of “Crystal Nights”, and for those of you who like ciphers, here is a bit of fun: (my mother cracked the Danish version so you´ll have a chance even if you are not a former cold war spy):
“Htjeweihedasksletenenaadocffninihtaettci”. His two little brothers had finally fallen asleep, and Niels could begin to study the small notebook. He scrutinized the characteristic, pencilled letters in the cone of light emitted by his best torch.