A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-Five-Hundred-And-Sixty-Eight

I spent a bunch of time today working on a new biographical statement to use with submissions and such.  It is always difficult for me to write these, but it is also necessary.  I think that it might be better to just stop taking it seriously at all and instead just write really crazy, ridiculous bios that are clearly not entirely serious.  I have played around with that as an idea, if not for use as a bio, as a sort of borrowed form in my writing.  It is often fun to make them, to play within that sandbox, but when it is time to write a more serious version, that is more daunting.  I wonder why I think it needs to be so serious a thing.  I doubt that most places read the bios as an important part of a submission package.  It is hard to imagine a serious editor using the bio as a major part of their decision criteria, so why not just try to have a bit of fun with it?  I don't, of course.  I am a still afraid.  I wonder why that is and what would happen if I got past it.

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