Sabrina stared at her phone, wondering if she should respond to the flood of incoming texts from Melanie, her friend who had hosted the party on the weekend.
< Call me back > the texts urged Sabrina. < Do you have time now? Let’s chat. >
But Sabrina hesitated. If she gets into a phone call with her best friend, she’s bound to get caught up in a lengthy conversation. Mel had a way of pulling things out of her that she wasn’t always ready to explore out loud. Sometimes her friend’s insistence made her feel flustered and overwhelmed.
Sabina scrolled around her phone a little more, procrastinating her inevitable response. She always ends up calling Mel back, it’s practically a given. Today, though, she’s a bit more hesitant than usual. Nick was on her mind, and had been ever since that conversation they had in the car after the party.
Some of you may have noticed that my blog does not follow a traditional niche.
Nor do I write to a specific target audience.
So it is probably not surprising that this blog has attracted, and welcomed, a global and culturally diverse following. And, most importantly, many of you feel comfortable coming here from across all the continents to express and share your own views and perspectives on whatever topic I blab on about.
How fabulous is that? 🙂
I’ve been thinking about diversifying my content a little bit. 😲
I read a book by Rainer Maria Rilke some time ago called Letters to a Young Poet.
There is a passage that I came across today that I feel the need to share here with you:
“Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.” (Rainer Maria Rilke)
So. I have bad news about some pieces I submitted. But, that’s ok. I’m going to get myself a long nail and a hammer, so I can start a collection of rejections. Like Stephen King did. He mentioned this in his book On Writing.
So far, 2 of my stories I wrote recently were declined, the other 5 still being reviewed, and the rest ongoing.