Managed to get everything done on my list yesterday and even mnaged to export my blog and import to another. Sounds pretty simple doesn't, well it was, but it took me ages. Still I got there in the end and I was quite pleased with the result. No more Lily Sheehan, well not until I get published at least (fingers and toes crossed).
I had another night last night of short story ideas whirring around in my head yelling
'write me down, write me down'
until I could ignore them no more and wrote them all down in my notebook. I had one story in my head about snails. Sounds a bit weird/rubbish I know but it was there in my head and it had to go down before I could get to sleep. Even worse I HATE snails. Maybe writing about them will help them get over my fear.
So today I thought about something I had written on my blog this time last year:
'I will at the very least submit a story for sale to a magazine'.
I'm dissapointed to say that what with finishing the novel, holidays, nagging doubts and other tools of procrastination, I have not done this. So I went out to WH Smiths and grabbed 3 magazines: