Now that I have stopped pressuring myself so much, I definitely feel better about writing again. I even wrote another non-fiction piece this morning....an accomplishment, since it is only the third I have written all year. I am pretty proud of it. It's funny, fresh and timely. Now, to find a place to publish it. That may be a challenge since I am still not in familiar territory.

Speaking of publishing, I got two recent heartfelt rejections. It is nice to see the more personal ones, though I really thought for sure both of those poems would be accepted. They just seemed to fit the theme perfectly, that those mags were pushing. Oh, well. Back to the paper file for them for a bit.

I think I will try to concentrate a bit more on my non-fiction in the future months. I think I am getting a taste for it. Though...didn't I recently say something about not pressuring myself? Hmmm...