I don’t know about you all, but there are days that I would have rather slept through, yesterday being one of them. Nothing seemed to be going my way. Every time I turned around, there was something that went wrong. Yesterday took any sign of happiness as a threat to its existence. It was the Monday kill-joy; a perpetual day of nothing but Murphy and his damnable law following me around like a black cloud. Received bad news, an expensive heirloom keepsake was destroyed by a friend’s evil, sadistic, neurotic cat who spent his time hiding and channeling his inner tornado in the middle of the night. He is described as the big black furry ball of dumb for good reason. I was miserable from over-exerting myself while climbing a mountain with my kids (My limbs developed a voice reminiscent of grating icepicks across asphalt as they etched their disdain across my muscles). I am also suddenly and very sadly reminded of my age and those crippling grey hairs are rearing their ugly heads upon my own! Ugh!
Then don’t you love it when you get a brand new video game as a present to cheer you up and find out that your friend has already played it? Then during the first hour and a half of trying to play this game, this friend narrates what you should do instead of actually allowing you to enjoy the game on your own terms. I’m not sure if that sort of behavior was just nails on a chalkboard to me, or if I was oversensitive because the day had been going so horribly, or this was the dynamite candle on the cake. Yeah…and that’s not even the half of it. I think the only thing missing from yesterday were cops and a flaming bag of poo on my doorstep.
Perhaps a warning like this one would have prompted me to stay in bed, which I probably should have.
I can taste the red….
I have had a day when I got into an argument with a friend, didn’t sleep, dragged out of the house for a party I didn’t want to go to, and ended up stranded. I’ve had a day when I got pulled over, received a shut-off notice, had an argument, found out that a friend ripped me off, and my children chose that day of all days to throw the world’s most impressive tantrum-tap dancing upon my very last nerve. I’ve been late for work during a winter storm because my car went into a ditch. Waited three hours for help out of said ditch only to get a flat tire three quarters of the way home. Waited another two hours for help and made it to work just in time to close shop.
We have all had those days. The ones where we wished that we had stayed in bed with a good book and a glass of wine. Those days kick our collective behinds. When we hear of our friends having those sorts of days, we can’t help but consume ourselves with the feeling of schadenfreude mixed with empathy; we’ve all been there (we’re just glad its you and not us at the moment).
Thus, ‘The Chronicles of a Really Bad Day’ was born via the Nanowrimo group on Facebook. Inspired by my series of crappy days, I decided to write a novella following a man who had about as good of luck as I had. This novella ended up inspiring another writer to write one of her own. From there, it inspired an anthology that welcomes all author’s take on the subject. Murphy’s Law has on more than one occasion, bludgeoned us into submission and it sucks. It reminds us of others who have it far worse, though, that’s the sad reality of it.
Kelly Nutting, John Murray McKay (author of The N Days series), and myself have begun the first steps in cultivating this anthology series through its Facebook page with other members on the Wrimo group. We will maintain up-to-date information and guidelines for the anthology. We welcome all writers, authors, poets, and wrimos to submit. Proceeds will go toward a charity that will be voted upon by the community, but one that must help others; the individuals hit hard by circumstances or the economy. Everyone could use some help every so often and sometimes people don’t have just one bad day, but a series of bad days.
Poetry should be 36 lines max and should maintain the theme.
Short stories must be between 2,500 and 5,000 words.
Email submissions to firstname.lastname@example.org, subject line should read ‘Chronicles of a Really Bad Day’.
Submission deadline to be announced.
We will hold a contest for the cover art.
If anyone would like to help us out with this anthology, contact one of the admins on the Facebook page.
If accepted, short stories and poetry will be edited via Writerz Block editing services.
Stories should elicit a feeling of schadenfreude, perhaps a good laugh, or maybe even horrify the reader into the reality that sometimes, life knocks you hard. Any genre is welcome except erotica, but must maintain the theme of Murphy’s Law. The aim is for this series to be a sort of ‘Diary of a Wimpy Kid’ for adults (without the comics). Maybe we’ll do a comic version in the future, who knows?
I love how this new adventure has inspired such creativity and support. The idea of helping others through writing has surely made up for the Monday monstrosity. Maybe this series of anthologies can make a difference in someone’s life as we help out others through their bad days with a smile and some much needed support. Some ideas include St. Vincent de Paul and Salvation Army. We welcome your suggestions!
Thank you all in advance for considering submitting a story. We all look forward to reading them! Happy Tuesday, and start writing! Don’t forget to like ‘The Chronicles of a Really Bad Day’ on Facebook to receive regular updates.
Submission deadline is set to January 1, 2015. Proceeds will go toward Saint Vincent de Paul and/or Salvation Army to help those facing financial hardship. Stumped as to what to write about? Think Murphy’s Law.