Sean, dude!
(Okay, that was actually an amusing reference for my own sake in addition to being a compliment.)
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Sean, dude!
(Okay, that was actually an amusing reference for my own sake in addition to being a compliment.)
Thanks erika, P-C!
One of my stories got rejected...I know it was probably competitive and maybe they had some kick-ass stories show up. I don't doubt...but that really was about my best work at this minute...I don't know what you do when your best is not good enough.
Aargh! {{erika}} I hate that feeling.
On the one hand, I'm proud because I didn't rush it out. I know I gave it all I had. On the other, if that was all I had, maybe I'm not good enough.
It just might not have been what they were looking for. I'm kind of wary of my story's chances, cause it's weird and unconventional, and would be off-putting to anyone who doesn't like excessive stylistic flourishes. Maybe the judges weren't into your story for reasons that had nothing to do with its quality. There are other venues. There will be no giving up of the hope for you.
Maybe mine was not weird *enough*...it's kind of domestic.
Erika, all that means is that one editor didn't think the story met his or her criteria for stories for the magazine. It's not a judgment on quality. Just send it right back out somewhere else.
I definitely could... it was all betaed by Deb and Nilly...you don't suppose I can put a sticker with that on it...like a seal of approval.
Here's a broken glass drabble:
"Aren't we even going to talk about this?"
"I'm going to work."
She watched as he climbed into his car and backed out of the driveway. He didn't look at her.
She slammed the door and heard an echoing crash in the next room. It was the mirror, which had hung safely for 10 years or more. She could see the colors of the room reflected in the shards arced across the floor, and for a moment it made her dizzy. She held onto the doorjamb. "Seven years of bad luck," she thought. "I wonder if I'll notice the difference."