I know. I can’t stay away from all of you.
The thing is, after months of all of you being nice to me about my many rejections, you should really be the first to know that I just got an e-mail from Southern Humanities Review. They’re taking one of my stories.
How about that? It is entirely because I have such supportive and lovely friends, blogging and otherwise, that I didn’t throw away all those self addressed stamped envelopes and slink off into a gloomy place after this particular truth became apparent: You want to see your story published in a literary journal? You will have to be okay with seeing it rejected (wait a second, I need to count….) thirteen times in its first incarnation and ten times in its second, new and improved, form. Right, that’s 23 rejections. That number seems small. It’s entirely possible that I threw away ten or so other rejections without writing them down. I’m going with 33.
Back to editing now.