The new moto of the Phoenix Writers Subs Club.
If I haven’t mentioned this before (I really can’t remember) then the Subs Club is an additional part to the weekly Phoenix Writers, though it happens only on the second Saturday of each month. A small cluster of us stay behind after the main critique group and talk about the work we have submitted to various places. We commit to realistic and attainable goals and meet the following month to see how we did.
The first meeting took place in November and though I had every intention of submitting two pieces of flash to Flash500 that simply did not happen. The meeting in December was one I had to miss so by the time we got to January’s meet (which was Saturday just gone) I was feeling incredibly miserable and demotivated. I mean really… how hard is it to submit something (on the internet as well!) that I’ve already written?! Harder than I thought, obviously.
Anyway, the group seems to have shrunk quite a lot and there was only a fraction of the original number present. We had experienced varying degrees of success, but we all agreed that it is important to us that we continue to push to make submissions. We all write of a calibre sufficient to warrant entering competitions and the like and the reason we aren’t winning (or coming runner up) in any is because we haven’t entered. You have to be in it to win it and truer words have never been spoken.
So… I pledged/committed/agreed that I would submit one piece of flash fiction to Flash500. Not exactly taxing, but realistic when put against my other odds and sods. It is not the most cost effective way to enter a competition (£5 for one entry, £8 for two), but it means that I will enter at least one story, even if I couldn’t manage two. That was my reasoning anyway.
Fast forward to Saturday night. The kids have gone to bed, dinner has been eaten, the washing up has been done and Dave has retired for a nap before going out. The house is in a rare state of peace and quiet and I have a gap. A beautiful, wonderful gap! So… I take out my piece of flash, gather together the various critiques and feedback paragraphs I’d collected over the last couple of weeks and hammered at the story. I sliced, diced, streamlined, smoothed, tweaked and polished. Two and a half hours later I had a piece of flash fiction of 496 words (exclusive of title) that was as good as it was ever going to get.
So… remembering Maria’s words from earlier that day, rather than faffing around and waiting for the moment in which I might have two pieces ready to go, I visited the Flash500 website, paid up and sent it off. Anybody who follows my Twitter feed might have seen this:
I just did it.
And that, my friends, is all I wanted to say. Stop (over) thinking, stop worrying, stop procrastinating, stop dithering and just do it. You never know what good may come of it. Heh, I’ll let you know how I do in March. ^_^