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aamcnamara) wrote2010-07-09 12:51 pm
aamcnamara) wrote2010-07-09 12:51 pm
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seal their bargain in blood
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sdn on facebook: Medallion to Publish YA Titles by YA Writers
They define 'YA' as 13-18. So if I revised this novel in the next two-or-so weeks and sent it in, I might be able to squeak by on a technicality. Maybe.
...unless anyone has a deeply compelling reason for why I should do that, I'm thinking I might pass on this one.
(I'm not eligible for the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards any more, either. There's still the Dell Award, though! If I don't forget about it like I did last year.)
Sheesh. I have to be teenaged for another year, but apparently I don't get any of the benefits. Maybe I should write some angsty poetry before my birthday just in case 19-year-olds don't get a pass on that either. The world isn't fair, no one understands me?
I mean, I haven't seriously thought "I should get a novel published and then everyone will love me because I am young and brilliant (and I will be very rich)!" for, um, quite a while, but--I don't know, this summer makes me feel trapped and in stasis.
I want to be moving, doing something, accomplishing something[1]. I just don't know what, or how to do it.
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Through yesterday:
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[1] Other than "writing a novel" and "revising the novel I wrote last summer". Those don't count. Clearly. (Allow me my moment of self-pity, okay?)
sdn on facebook: Medallion to Publish YA Titles by YA WritersThey define 'YA' as 13-18. So if I revised this novel in the next two-or-so weeks and sent it in, I might be able to squeak by on a technicality. Maybe.
...unless anyone has a deeply compelling reason for why I should do that, I'm thinking I might pass on this one.
(I'm not eligible for the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards any more, either. There's still the Dell Award, though! If I don't forget about it like I did last year.)
Sheesh. I have to be teenaged for another year, but apparently I don't get any of the benefits. Maybe I should write some angsty poetry before my birthday just in case 19-year-olds don't get a pass on that either. The world isn't fair, no one understands me?
I mean, I haven't seriously thought "I should get a novel published and then everyone will love me because I am young and brilliant (and I will be very rich)!" for, um, quite a while, but--I don't know, this summer makes me feel trapped and in stasis.
I want to be moving, doing something, accomplishing something[1]. I just don't know what, or how to do it.
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Through yesterday:
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[1] Other than "writing a novel" and "revising the novel I wrote last summer". Those don't count. Clearly. (Allow me my moment of self-pity, okay?)