Journal Entry #2

Date: October 31, 2007
Time: 23:19

Wow, I almost forgot! So much on my mind lately.

Down to business.

In the Wrap-Up Forum Thread I was asked about the process of being copyrighted and of course, I told what it was.

It then got me to thinking about the stories I submitted over two years ago. So, of course, I went to the website and looked for my submissions. It was the first time in I don't know how long that I smiled out of pure joy.

Of course I'd be more joyful if I were a published author, but for me, being copyrighted is fine for right now.

To see my name on file, to know that what I did, that the words I strung together are rightfully, and most importantly, legally, mine, is a feeling I can't really describe. Okay, I probably could, but I don't know how many people could really understand what I'm feeling unless they experience it for themselves.

It's like when I was writing my second original story, "The Beginning of the World", I would get so wrapped up in what I was doing, I knew of nothing else in the world. To me, at that moment, the words were everything and everything else was so secondary, it was to be non-existent. I'd even come close to forgetting a reading assignment for my business class at the time.

But even then, I was thinking about the story, and what would happen next.

Journal Entry #0: Halloween Costumes

Dewey, Cheatem, and Howe, LLP

To: All Employees

From Lou J. Yoskowitz, Office Manager

Re: Wearing Costumes on Halloween

Ladies and Gentlemen:

Tomorrow is Halloween, and it has come to the attention of management that some of you wish to wear costumes in the workplace.

As this is a law firm, and we endeavor to present a professional atmosphere at all times, the wearing of costumes during office hours is prohibited.

However, at close of business, 6:00 PM, there will be a Halloween party in the executive dining room for those who wish to attend, costumes may be worn then and only during the party.

Thank you for your attention to this matter.

Journal Entry #1

Date: Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Time: 20:36

For those of you who may have read my post to the biographical thread in eCollege, I stated that I like writing.

But, I do not call myself a writer, or an author.

I've never been happy with the way those words sounded in describing what I do, so I call myself "A Story-Teller", or, if I want to sound really whimsical, I say that I am "A Weaver of Tales". Which, if you think about it, is not so far off.

The way I tell a story, or write a paper, if you were to change, or even remove one word, not only can the whole paragraph come unraveled, but the entire idea might become useless.

I also stated that I haven't had much nerve lately in attempting to get one of my stories published . There's a reason for that, I have an almost paralyzing fear of rejection. One of our classmates responded to my post and said "What's the worst that can happen? So they say "No"."

But that's just it, that is the worst thing that can happen to someone like me. For me to be told "No, that's not good enough." or "No, I don't want you." or anything in that vein, can be as devastating as being told I have incurable disease and only twenty-four hours to live, and that the doctor was trying to get hold of me since the day before.

I'm even a little fearful of submitting this post.