The Waiting is the Hardest Part
I’ve spent the last several years submitting to journals and contests and I’ve learned to be patient as I’ve waited the weeks and months for the results. Most of the time, I found ways to forget that work was out there to be accepted or rejected (most of the time rejected), but, lately, I’ve started having problems with the waiting. Maybe because I’m not as young as I used to be and maybe because I have a larger body of work submitted–a short story collection–for the first time, but going on with everyday life while I wait to hear the verdict has gotten harder. So in the name of creative distraction, I’ve returned to the guitar after a 20+ year sabbatical. I’ve been rediscovering songs that I loved that are even more fantastic done acoustically and one of those is “Seven Year Ache” by the ever-amazing Rosanne Cash. On this post-storm morning, I give you this: