Novel #1 is being held, a short story is being held. Just received a reject on a short that was being held. With all this holding going on, where’s the warmth? Where’s the love? In a cold spell right now, with barely a flicker to elicit any kind of hope. The rejected short was my 40th of the year. No sales to break up that rock solid number. 40. Ouch.

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About glenkrisch

Writer, freelance editor, runner, family man, wanna-be farmer, neo-luddite
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  1. golden_lotus says:

    hang tough, bro.
    I’m right there with you.
    and isn’t it extra frustrating when you pick up a book and it’s shit… and you’re like, ‘someone accepted this…and rejected mine…’
    Ah, well, I expect it’s the due-paying stage. I’d like to move on to the selling stuff stage, myself.

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