As part of a (somewhat conceptual) project I’m working on for one of my classes, I am right now compiling all of my various rejection letters from various journals and publications. Below are the most recent ones, all from this year.
I have actually had a lot of success publishing in little journals and magazines and websites, but despite that I am still feeling my spirit dip as I sit here reading over these. I just want to sobbingly raise my hands up to the sky and scream, “WHHHYYYYYY??? WHY TIN HOUSE? WHY?”
Whatever. They will publish me eventually. They all will. [Insert maniacal laugh which trails off awkwardly, leaving me sitting here in my apartment alone but for my cat, who doesn’t care either way.]
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