My 2010

The year is over and I can’t say I accomplished much of what I had planned when I started. I did do a round of edits on my second novel, entered a few small writing contests, wrote a (not so) short story, and tried to be the best dad that I could be to my new son. My short story, The Bakrra Encounter, was published in an anthology, I Dreamed a Crooked Dream - which I am really excited about. My son learned ‘Dada’ before ‘Mama’ – which was awesome. :)   However, mid-year, my life changed in a way that I wasn’t anticipating.

In April, my wife started looking at grad schools. In late June, she lost interest in going back for another Masters so I decided, on a whim, to apply to a program at a very highly ranked graduate school. I didn’t expect much. The normal time to apply had passed. I didn’t have all the materials ready to send them when I applied. And, to be honest, my under grad work wasn’t as good as it could have been. To my surprise, I was accepted.

I had a newborn, a full time job, an hour and a half round trip commute, and had just added grad school. Well, everything else was put on hold – had to be. My writing hasn’t suffered, it died. However, I do still write down ideas as I get them.

I stopped trying to market my work. Someone asked why I stopped submitting my book, “It’s finished after all.”

I must have looked like a dear staring down headlights. I replied, “Finished? From what I hear, when you get an agent is when the real work starts: rewrites, edits, marketing, parties, signings, etc. No thank you. Not until I am done with school.” Oh well, he didn’t understand how overburdened I am. I just needed to cut.

Four months blew by in the blink of an eye. My first semester is now over. I did very well in one of my classes and made it through the other. Now I am making up for lost time with my wife and son. This whole endeavor is larger than I thought it would be.

I have a slightly different perspective on life now than I did a year ago. I have learned that college is a family effort. When the homework piles on, my wife picks up the chores. I have learned that dollar bill is not a solid but a liquid, and it is very fluid. I have also learned that sometimes when you get that feeling to just try for something, you get it – whether you are ready for it or not.

To all who have supported me in my writing, or with college, or just as a friend, thank you. It has been a busy and blessed year. I hope it was a good year for all of you too.

About R. Garrett Wilson

I am a member of the Stanislaus World Builders writing group and have participated in the FSFW writing group. I have written one drama that was based on the book of Mark and performed at my church in 2007. My story, Journeyer, is published in Analog Magazine and a novelette, The Bakrra Encounter, in the FSFW 2010 anthology, I Dreamed a Crooked Dream. I also took part in the community novel project, Stanislaus Reads and Writes, and have a chapter in their novel, Ashes in a Teardrop. Beyond writing, I enjoy road trips, photography, woodworking, watching tennis and cycling, and reading.
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4 Responses to My 2010

  1. Myrna Foster says:

    It looks like you had a great year. Life doesn’t follow our outlines very well, but I’ve decided that’s not such a bad thing; the one who’s in charge knows what we need better than we do.

    And yeah, I was offered a teaching job in August, and my writing has slowed way down.

  2. Congrats on the published story! And WOW . . . I can’t complain about my work load any more. Grad school is a full-time endeavor, for sure. I admire those who do it while working full-time.

    Best of luck for your upcoming semesters!

    • Thanks, I’ll need all the luck I can get. The next semester starts on the 10th – Monday.

      It was hard to get through last semester. My son grew in a lot of ways while I was tucked in a corner doing homework. I missed so much. Now that I’ve caught up with everything he can do, and I’m there to experience all the “firsts,” I’m scared to be detached so much again.

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