Originally Published at http://horrorwriter.diaryland.com/dayafter.html @ 8:56 a.m.
Today went well. Actually, I probably won’t be posting this until today is yesterday. I just copy-and-paste, I’m lazy. Well, actually I’m a dial-upper, it’s more efficient to post quickly.
Journaling used to be so beneficial to me. It’s difficult to resume after such an extended break. Maybe that’s just part of growing in creativity and such.
I’m waiting on four publishers now. What a wait. But, it’s good, don’t get me wrong. You can’t really obsess over one single submission because there are three more equally important to you. Believe it or not, the more you have up in the air, the more relaxing it is.
Christmas is over, not sure how I feel about that. I love Christmas. I used to hate it with a passion. But, when I got married and became a mom, all that changed. Sort of like a second childhood. My favorite holiday, of course, was Halloween. Now, it’s just different. I still like it, but it’s became so popular and celebrated. It had such mystique and intrigue that seemed to disappear when everyone started participating in it.
Well, I didn’t say I was a people-person.
I have always wanted to go on an authentic Appalachian ghost hunt. We have the locations, the ambition, but how do you find the time? Especially when you have kids.
Well, that was a sudden change. Already I’ve skipped to October of next year.
It’s difficult to be a parent in today’s world. Sometimes, I think that I was just exposed to folklore and horror movies and things way too early. It’s part of my heritage, but, looking back I don’t want that. Not to mention, there was always much death in my distant families. I don’t want my child to know about it.
I know you can’t shelter them from it forever and it is worse if they aren’t exposed to it early. I don’t care. I can’t help, but think of how much innocence and happiness is lost when the realization of death sets in. That should be a burden left for shoulders wide enough to bear it.
Think that’s it for now. I have Sims to control while it’s night and everyone is asleep;-)
May all your tales be twisted. Over and out.