In the past, I have deigned to continue to contribute with the understanding that my position or the very publication might expire at any moment; with one exception (I don’t know what bogged me down at BeyondRobson but I suspect the push for shorter articles and the necessity of a lead photo were involved) I only have allowed myself to get a “regular gig” for a matter of months before the publication tanked (Good-bye yet again, Terminal City, and so long – but welcome back! – Momentum) or the submissions policies rendered me ineligible (Capilano Courier, had I been able to stomach writing non-humour for you, it might well have put me through college.)
Despite schemes for series (ask me sometime about my plan to bike the full length of every street in Vancouver, visiting every intersection twice) some primordeal fear of commitment has kept me from running the risk of biting off more than I can chew with writing assignments (an unnecessarily stressful experience that often leaves me fried and burned-out – electrons are free but if trees are going to be killed to spread my words, I want to ensure the turd is polished to the point of reflectiveness)... I can only look back and ask what-ifs regarding the offer made to me of DiSCORDER’s monthly lit column. (I eventually came around to acceptance of the idea, but not before the position had been filled by someone else.)
Following a three-year hiatus between different incarnations of the same magazine, I’m back in the saddle, with a cover story on the streets and another assignment for another paper approaching deadline – while premises for further, unrelated, pieces spin in my head and are tentatively arranged. This suggests I’m mentally gearing up for the long haul, or at least the medium-term. All four fragments are projected for different homes, and that may be keeping my fancy fresh, granting me a diversity of themes and constraints to make every assignment quite a change of pace from the last – fooling me into failing to observe that the sum of the paces results in … forward motion!
I will concede two points: an average of once a month will satisfy me (two this month, none next? I earned it! Right now I’m looking at getting the whole season in the bag!) and online publication, when juried, considered, and commented-upon, will count for the time being. (LiveJournal, 43things, Wikipedia and Mobygames, on the other hand, will distinctly… not.) Once I manage to keep all these plates spinning, I may revise my criteria to include some more rigorous standards, like: have at least one /paid/ publication every month. Eventually, this may make of me… a writer – and not just someone who writes. 5 years ago