Bible Stories

Moses, so the Bible tells us, retreated to a cave when he was overwhelmed by stress -- Israelites threatening his life and so forth. If a great prophet fled for shelter when it got tough, why should I be any stronger?

The Bible goes on to tell us that God showed up at the cave and put Moses' worries into perspective with a display of nature's raw power -- winds, earthquakes, fire. And then God asked Moses what he was doing there, hiding in a cave. The implication being, disasters will come, despite whispered wishes and fervent prayers; there's no stopping that. But after the fury dies down, then what, God asks, are you doing?

Hide during the distaster, by all means; keep yourself safe. But don't keep hiding when it's past.

So what, then, am I doing?

Caves

The time of year is coming when I go out at night to seek the caves of shadow. The turn of the old year drags me out.

I'll put on my darkest clothes and go find the dark sides of buildings, where the corners block the streetlights and hide me from the passers-by. I'll silently watch them, mulling absently on why I'm not like them, staying in the light.

If I'm lucky, the moon will keep me company, and my eyes will adjust to the lunar light, making man's light garish.

The seasons play with my mind, but I like this one, when I lurk in darkened nooks and watch the herds wander by.

Great drabbles so far this week.

Oh, yeah. Most amazing. I'm not feeling the love for writing one, though, for now. Drat.

Great drabbles so far this week.

I know. Really impressive. Deb's and Steph's hit me in different ways, but they're each very powerful. And connie's is very cool.

Luray Caverns, Luray, Virginia

Some genius called them fried eggs, and that's probably what they looked like, ten or fifty years ago. The yellow blob in the middle of each is almost a perfect heisphere. Well, not really yellow any more, so much as gray. Skin oils, you know. Affect the formation. But there are postcards in the gift store, reproductions of a photo taken during the Nixon adniminstration.

There are black chasms of the dramatic sort, stalagmites arranged in a square like a four-post bed, ribbons of drip-stone, seemingly delicate. That last behind ropes, so you can't touch. The fried eggs are right there next to the path, spared from the federal grant long ago that chipped stairs into that low rise, for the tourists to climb. A little sign, in linotype, glued to the wall: Please do not touch. A couple decades of human fingertips, blessing the gray yolks as they pass.

“But I really want to go, mom. Pleeeeeeeeease?? What could happen? It’s a school trip!”

“You could fall, you could hurt yourself, you could get lost.”

“But you got to go when you were my age! Those things didn’t happen to you! C’mon, mom. I’m begging. Pleeeeeeeease?”

“Go ask your father.”

“He told me to ask you. Please please please????”

Minutes fly by. I can tell she’s gonna let me go. The big family rule about airplanes is gonna go right out the window. Just a few more minutes…..Almost there. And then, she sighs.

“You can go.”

And she caves.

Writing career advice request:

I'll finish the WIP this week, barring unexpected timesucks--I just need to finish the scene I'm working on now and write a nice epilogue. I'm trying to resist the urge to submit it until I've had time to revise it properly, since I think that got me in trouble with the first book. There might've been a publishable novel in there somewhere if I'd had the willingness and knowhow to edit the thing properly.

That said, I'm hoping to have at least the first three chapters whipped into some semblance of publishable shape by mid-October. That way I'll have a partial ready to send out to any contacts I make at the writers conference and to enter in the Golden Heart. And I'd like to have completed an initial polish of the whole manuscript by the GH deadline in late Nov./early Dec., just in case I get lucky and make the finals (first round only partials are judged, but in the finals the judges get the whole thing). But I'm not planning to start my big agent query push until January, just to give myself plenty of time to polish it to the best of my abilities.

I have a #1 favorite target dream agency in mind. They have a very good reputation, and I really liked what one of the agents had to say in response to something I asked her in a Q&A a few months back. They're still open to submissions by unpublished authors, but every once in awhile they'll close to unpublished submissions for a month or two, saying it's just to catch up on their backlog. I've noticed those closed phases are happening more frequently, which makes me think that A) their reputation is spreading, so they're deluged with submissions, and B) they may not keep taking on new authors forever.

Anyway, they're not currently accepting new submissions, but plan to open back up in a month or so. Should I take the risk of querying as soon as they reopen, even if my work isn't quite as polished as it might be in January? It's not like I'd be submitting a raw rough draft.

(no need to say it twice)

Answering queries takes a while (thus the closing to submissions once in a while) so there's every chance that even if you query when they reopen in ... October? November?... it might not get read until December, by which time you'll be much closer to an edited draft.

Short answer: yes, query when they reopen.