Rebecca K. McDowell's Writer Site. I Complain and I Spit my Inane Thoughts.
I have the day off (sort of; I still went into work for a little while), so I'm out and about in the world, trying to get some shit done. It's President's Day, which used to just sort of mean that banks and courts were closed, and now it means I have to remember our …
Continue reading Happy Birthday to My Dad. Miserable President’s Day to Cheeto Mussolini.
So the city of Philadelphia is closed today because of the "winter storm." I have to say that while it is snowing outside, it certainly is not a winter storm. I've been living here for five years, and I'm still confused about why, as a northeastern city, we don't have better snow procedures. I know it's warmer …
Continue reading Shoveling Snow, Shoveling Bullshit, Shoveling Food in my Face.
Welcome to November 18. Remember how I said how bad I am at Nanowrimo? My prediction has come to fruition. I wrote a little bit of a new story on November 1 and since then have done fuck all (British term). I haven't even written here, until today. Currently, I'm in my office. I had …
Quick bit of news - my submission to DarkFuse was returned to me unread with a message that the magazine is on hiatus and they're not looking at anything. Wonk wonk. I still feel weird having a blog, because I doubt anyone finds what I have to say interesting, but since I'm out and about …
So I haven't written anything in a while; there are several reasons for that. 1) I've actually been traveling and doing stuff, which is weird for me; 2) I have a job, losers; and 3) I'm lazy. So far I've just been rejected across the board, although Pseudopod sent me a personal rejection and told …
Continue reading Long Time, No See. You’ve Changed So Much. Here’s What Happened…
I finally got my anticipated rejection from Apex Magazine earlier this week. Now I need to figure out A) what's wrong with the story, and B) where to send it to next. Unfortunately, that's not going to happen until this weekend, because you know what, turds, I have a job. I also need to write …
Continue reading “It’s an Honor Just to be Nominated” Part 2: REJECTED. Plus, Hallucinogens.
So a few new but uninteresting-to-anyone-but-me things happened this week. I got rejected by The Dark. Not THE DARK, as in the breathing black space that haunts closets everywhere, but the horror magazine. Rejection Game Strong thus far. Still waiting for DarkFuse, Pseudopod and Apex to tell me to fuck off. I have two weeks' …
Continue reading I Didn’t Want You Anyway. Also, Bullet Journals (Mullet Journals?).
A dubiously smart person once said, "Write drunk; edit sober" (that person was not Ernest Hemingway, despite what you've heard). In that vein, I am now at The Yachtsman with Ashley so I can work on my novel. No, I am not drunk (yet), because it's Sunday, but we were running out of places to …
I have three things to report. I'm in Pittsburgh right now for work, at a hotel. I've been to Pittsburgh on this case twice in the past month. It's a nice town. I decided to try to drink coffee this morning. I hate coffee. I normally drink tea. I finished a short story last night, …
Continue reading Coffee is Gross, but I Wrote Something in P-Burgh.
I live in a city, which should mean that I don't have to drive. However, I live across the river from a state where everyone drives, and I happen to work in that state, and thus, I must commute to work every day. This isn't really anything new for me, since I'm from the Detroit …
